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That's what word pops into my head over and over ...just grab what you need and run..escape..
But that's really hard to do when you have innocent creatures that literally need you and depend on you for their lives to be okay. I have always had a soft spot for animals,given my brutal diagnosis of antisocial personality disorder this often baffled the hell out of some shrinks .I've been told by so many people ( my long term fiance included) that I "can't love anything and be a sociopath- that's not possible " funny even the baffled shrinks never said that ...probably bc they had the training and expertise to know that nothing is just black and white despite popular stereotypes.
I have always had a special connection to animals ...people ,not so much.So when we moved here into my fiances dads old house I was open to the idea of eventually having a pet... When we were financially able to afford to provide it with proper medical care should the need arise ( and it always does).I found out the hard way that my fiance is one of those people who has had pets in the past that either didn't need medical care much or just bounced back from injury quickly ....maybe he just didn't see the animal needing medical attention,I don't know but I do know that he's also the type of pet owner who only has interest in his pets if they act the way he wants and don't require him to work for their affections