• melbaboutown@aussie.zone
    link
    fedilink
    arrow-up
    7
    ·
    edit-2
    7 months ago

    I still haven’t gone back looking for the ginger ninja again, and may not have the energy to. I’m in a lot of pain, fighting to manage Melbcat’s fiddly health, and facing fresh stressors with the cooked arseholes of my neighbourhood.

    Edit: Guilt got to me. I went to check while Moobeans was sleeping, minding the crazies, and actually saw him. Unfortunately he was hanging out firmly on private property. I circled the block but those orange buns were planted in place and I refuse to get done for trespassing. So… Can’t take him to the vet for the messed up eyes if he won’t come out :/

    I got home and Melbcat was awake, crying because I’d left. We’re back on the bed now.

      • melbaboutown@aussie.zone
        link
        fedilink
        arrow-up
        4
        ·
        7 months ago

        I just hate seeing animals be neglected or suffer. I’m really not sure if he’s someone’s pet or a stray, didn’t want to get closer or risk touching him to see if there was a collar and also didn’t have time to stop that one day.

        The only times I’ve ever seen him were around a very specific spot on a particular street or very rarely walking past my unit in the past. So if he’s a pet he’s allowed to wander.

      • melbaboutown@aussie.zone
        link
        fedilink
        arrow-up
        1
        ·
        7 months ago

        That would require using Facebook/interacting with random strangers and it’s unfortunately something I’m hesitant to do. I’ll just have to do the occasional swing by when and if I’m able