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I met kitty. She pulls out her hair. In that she reminds of my old cat Tiger. He did not pull out his hair, but had bald chunks on his back and tail; like that cat is doing to herself.
Kitty just wants love.
I tried to love her.
She peed on my stuff.
Twice.
Yet still she wants love from me.
I’m a sucker for love.
We’re bonded now.
And I keep my door closed.
NOLA is hot, but a handlable hot if it weren’t for every place with walls (and sometimes without) blasting 60 degrees in contrast to the 85 outdoors.
I have no camera cord. Y’all’ll just have to wait for more than slugs…
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