durda_dan
Well-known member
Not really OCD related per sae. But
I was taking out my trash and there was an old, dirty beaten up cat on teh street, and it followed me, i took a step back it took one back i took 2 to the left it took 2 to the left. i opened my door, and it came with me.
I gave it a bath, i cleaned it up.
It seems to have a broken tail, and some sort of eye infection. But it's now my cat.
i named it king.
it is apparent it used to be someone elses cat, it has short fur around where a collar used to be, not there when i found it. It has broken claws probably from being thrown out and having to survivve on it's own for the first time. a sad cat really.
It follows me everywhere throughout my house. and it slept along side me and my girlfriend yesterday, although closer to me.
and since i had this cat it made my anxiety kind abig, but i have had None, Litterally no OCD attacks.
I head stories of a cat or a dg that will comfort sick people and take away some of their pain. Maybe this cat is a sign from God. that things are going to get better.
today i have had no anxiety, and no OCD. even when i was on a bus, i would normally get something. i even prodded it a second, and still nothing my OCD was non-existant.
King is my savior. My Knight in dull armor (shining now since he had a bath)
my hero. litterally i feel as though because of him i am going to get better!
I was taking out my trash and there was an old, dirty beaten up cat on teh street, and it followed me, i took a step back it took one back i took 2 to the left it took 2 to the left. i opened my door, and it came with me.
I gave it a bath, i cleaned it up.
It seems to have a broken tail, and some sort of eye infection. But it's now my cat.
i named it king.
it is apparent it used to be someone elses cat, it has short fur around where a collar used to be, not there when i found it. It has broken claws probably from being thrown out and having to survivve on it's own for the first time. a sad cat really.
It follows me everywhere throughout my house. and it slept along side me and my girlfriend yesterday, although closer to me.
and since i had this cat it made my anxiety kind abig, but i have had None, Litterally no OCD attacks.
I head stories of a cat or a dg that will comfort sick people and take away some of their pain. Maybe this cat is a sign from God. that things are going to get better.
today i have had no anxiety, and no OCD. even when i was on a bus, i would normally get something. i even prodded it a second, and still nothing my OCD was non-existant.
King is my savior. My Knight in dull armor (shining now since he had a bath)
my hero. litterally i feel as though because of him i am going to get better!