>be me
>1986
>six years old
>summer after kindergarten
>I visit a friend's home
>his cat scratches me
>I complain to my dad later that day
>he's mad
>he brings me to my friend's house the next day
>the cat is on the front porch
>he shoots it
>the cat starts spasming everywhere like a fish out of water
>probably dies later
>we go home
Kind of a fucked up story, but I do think it's sweet that he was protective of me. He died in 2011 from STDs he caught while cheating on my mom.
RIP Dad.
September 18th 1962-December 15th 2011

>your gender
>what do you think of my dad