okay so i debated if i wanted to say anything about how my parents(mom and grandma) tell me i don't care about my cat Rory but i am why because it bothers me. So i have a cat named Rory we adopted him from a pet shelter that was doing a thing at a pet store but i saw him and told my grandma i wanted to see the cats. She says that she would've went over there anyways but no she would not i already know that and i got to hold Rory and i immediately got attached to him and wanted to adopt him we did adopt him and he would cuddle with me and wake me up(he really would and it was so cute) but when it comes to my cat hes my best friend he was their through it all when i was struggling with my depression and eating disorder he would lay on me and it made me feel better when i was in high school deep in my eating disorder and struggled so much with self harm he would scratch at my door until i came out also fun fact i wrote a goodbye note for when i actually did it hes been through it all with me and if anything were to happen to that cat i would be gone so that fact they can look at my face and say that i don't care like why.