how do you not fall in love with that itty bitty little kitty?
well, my dad wasn't happy when i tried to save a little kitty from my prowling dogs (give them a break, it's animal instinct!) and the monster cat bit my hands. bled for a bit but it was okay. the cat seemed happy to be out of my dog's line of sight. i even gave her some food. but my dad was not happy.
neither was my brother who seem to detest having had to deal with all the hullaballoo over a cat. he didnt even want to touch the darned kitty.
most of all, my mom was not happy that she had to cough up some money for my tetanus shots, antibiotics and succeeding consultations. nice.
what a way to spend sunday night. if i still don't become catwoman a la michelle pfeifer or halle berry by tomorrow, im going to scream.
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