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I realize that I will most likely catch some hell over this, especially here. I am extremely reluctant to even discuss this, but I have to express this in some fashion as I've let it eat me alive today.
Today Hamilton The Cat (yes it's capitalized because it's his first, middle and last name) will be re-homed. With my work schedule, gym, girlfriend and general adulting; I am hardly ever home. He is an indoor/outdoor pet, that either ends up being cooped up inside all day or stuck outside. I've come to realize that I simply don't have the time for a pet and unfortunately he is the one suffering because of my extremely busy lifestyle.
I feel like a complete bastard for doing this, but I also know it's better for him to have company, versus just being left alone all the time. The retired elderly couple, that are taking him in, are beyond excited about getting him today and have already called me twice this morning to ask what food he likes and what toys I think he would like to play with. This truly saddens me, but I'd much rather see him go to a home that will benefit his life better than what I can give him offer him now.
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