Hi Ellie.
But once I had my own dog and when Nparents realized I was really attached to this precious dog, they gave him away. They never could let me have something that I could love and would love me back.
I'm so sorry this happened to you. Why do Nparents, family members, etc. not want us to love and be loved....oh, right, I forgot...it is because getting their supply is the most important thing of all.
My grandmother gave me a dog and a cat when I was 9 years old. One night, we had come back from somewhere and one of them had gone to the bathroom on the sofa. My mother assumed that it was the dog. I will never forget how she raged at me after that....the look in her eyes...the hatred...when she screamed, "you know what that dog is worth...nothing...NOTHING!" She made him sleep outside that evening but she wouldn't let me out of the house so I slept next to the porch with only the porch screen separating me and the dog. At one point in the evening, my mother came and
snuggled up next to me.
The next day she acted as if nothing ever happened
The day before we moved to another state, my grandmother gave away the cat (dog had died 2-3 years before) to the movers while I was out saying goodbye to my friends. Just like with my father, I have no memory of saying goodbye.
A cat I loved through high school and university was abandoned by my mother when she moved back back home to live with her parents. She told me, "**** has probably already forgotten about me so he can stay behind." I tried to find a home for him (my roommate was allergic to cats) and one of my friends took him in but the cat ran away shortly thereafter and I never saw him again.
Now I've been living with two cats since they were kittens. I tried to give them a good childhood. And I think they turned out allright. They don't cry so much and aren't afraid of people - I don't know if that is a good or bad thing.
