my fifteen year old cat, who used to live with my parents, came to live with me and my housemates (one of whom owns the house). He has a tendency to throw up daily on my roommate's beautiful hardwood floors. I rush to clean it up, and try to be as apologetic as possible when she sees it, and hide it when I can.
It feels something like that, except I love my cat.
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Date: 2004-10-09 09:51 am (UTC)It feels something like that, except I love my cat.