Three months ago this cat showed up at my work. This, unfortunately, isn't a rare occurance. Usually we just feed them and they go on their way. This cat, however, came into the back break room and wouldn't leave. I took her home under the pretenses that it would only be temporary. Three months later, she's still hiding out in my bedroom. She and the dog still hate each other and my daughter thinks she's a walking stuffed animal. Meanwhile, my mother had a puppy dumped in her backyard over night. Would I love to take the poor thing in? Yes. Can I? Theoretically, yes. Will I? No. I can't have a puppy in my house at the moment. It would be too much chaos. Too much money.
*sighs*
I feel bad about it.
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