Woman Gets What She Deserves After Kicking Out BF’s Cat From His House When He Wasn’t Around

You are mean to my animal, you are out. That day. That minute. Out.

I have a dog. She comes first. End of story and yes, she would have been out on her @$$ that very same day.

my fiancee & I had long talks every Saturday afternoon about our upcoming marriage. The pastor gave us a marriage prep book with multiple chapters. It dealt with all the main topics that should be discussed and on the table before marriage. I thought we were both being cool-headed and upfront about all these things. Yes, pets were discussed. I had a cat who I was very attached to. She knew this. I owned my house. It was a modest 1400 s.f. (130 square meters) detached starter home with a fenced garden in a decent middle-class nice neighborhood that was only a few years old. We went through all of the chapters. I asked her if she knew who she was marrying and what she was getting into. She said "yes" and "yes". She said she didn't like cats. The compromise was that the cat would become an outdoors cat and stay in the garage. We came back from the honeymoon, and the cat had given birth to kittens. The new wife moaned that she was surrounded by cats. She said the cat was attacking her. I asked what this meant, and the reality is the cat was rubbing up to her ankles trying to make friends. She said she would not go into the garage anymore since it was contaminated. She then told me she hated cats. She slammed down the ultimatum after only three weeks' investment in the marriage that the cat and her kittens had to go. Her exact words were, "she goes or I go". I told her that I was calling her bluff and to do what she had to do. She knew I had a cat when she moved in. This was already discussed and agreed to. I told her I was not going to take my cat and her new kittens to the pound and have them put to sleep. She kept escalating with outrage until I asked for a separation. She called up her mother and said that I asked for a divorce, which was a lie. She moved out and all her stuff was gone the next day. She cleaned out the bank account. She expected me to crumble to her majesty's demands on threat and ultimatum of divorce. She would not talk to me on the phone, so I sent her a letter detailing the 50 or so similar incidents where she had been equally unbelievably obnoxious and unreasonable. I suggested we go together to counseling. She filed that day after getting the letter. Then she proceeded to destroy my reputation among our friends. Talk about the marriage from hell!!! I still did not crumble, so she divorced me. She ruined my life and reputation and could not understand why I did not come over and beg her majesty's forgiveness and to return on her sovereign terms. It has been 35 years, and I still haven't got over it. What a jerk! My best understanding from talking to psychologists and marriage counselors after this was that she was a borderline psychotic in deep denial. The stress of leaving her precious "toxic co-dependent" mommy and comfortable cradle of a home pushed her over the edge. What a nightmare! You never know who you are marrying until after you marry them. Why me, Lord?

NTA. This is disgusting. I had to leave an abusive ex with my newborn daughter in tow... I wasn't able to get my cat out fast enough; my ex made it clear I would have to sue him to get him back "bc he loved him and needed him"... before I could file the paperwork proving ownership, he threw him on the street (fully indoor cat) so he could be hit by a car. So disgusting and unforgivable! It takes a true psychopath to intentionally hurt an animal out of revenge for their own garbage behavior!!!

End of the month? I would not spend one more day with this person, so "Out!" it is - the same day. She can stay with family, friends, or at a youth hostel, I don't care...