whiteraven
Diamond Member
It's very, very cold here, and there is a LOT of snow. I have an enormous amount of anxiety (it's beyond that, I think, but I don't know what else to call it) about the dark, which is a new thing. In addition, I am constantly in fear of finding or seeing an animal out in the cold. I think it comes from knowing that, in most cases, I can't do anything to alleviate their suffering. The same thing happens in good weather with baby animals.
This is a MAJOR issue for me. Last Saturday there actually was a cat in our window well--I was able to extract him/her, and my neighbor said she'd hold until we found the owner. The cat is warm and fed, has water and a litterbox, and my neighbor is in love, but now she refuses (through a series of bullshit excuses) to take him to the vet for scanning. I scanned for a chip and didn't find one, but wanted it redone to make sure.
So this cat is safe for now (except I don't think this will work out long-term), but it's been fraught with issues. Rescues and fosters around here just don't have the capacity to take cats in, so if she can't handle, I'll end up taking. So this one is taken care of, even though the anxiety is still intense.
But I guess I digress. I think it all comes down to not being able to do anything and being responsible for any animals I see.
I deal with it by trying, at all costs, to avoid going or looking outside, mostly when it's dark. I do check the window well twice a day, but I sleep with a radio on loud so I can't hear anything, and I spend all of my waking time scared and on edge. Same thing happens with mice that have gotten in the house.
The more I write, the crazier I feel. I just needed to get it out there.
This is a MAJOR issue for me. Last Saturday there actually was a cat in our window well--I was able to extract him/her, and my neighbor said she'd hold until we found the owner. The cat is warm and fed, has water and a litterbox, and my neighbor is in love, but now she refuses (through a series of bullshit excuses) to take him to the vet for scanning. I scanned for a chip and didn't find one, but wanted it redone to make sure.
So this cat is safe for now (except I don't think this will work out long-term), but it's been fraught with issues. Rescues and fosters around here just don't have the capacity to take cats in, so if she can't handle, I'll end up taking. So this one is taken care of, even though the anxiety is still intense.
But I guess I digress. I think it all comes down to not being able to do anything and being responsible for any animals I see.
I deal with it by trying, at all costs, to avoid going or looking outside, mostly when it's dark. I do check the window well twice a day, but I sleep with a radio on loud so I can't hear anything, and I spend all of my waking time scared and on edge. Same thing happens with mice that have gotten in the house.
The more I write, the crazier I feel. I just needed to get it out there.