14. The tick

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You ran warm water in the sink, George rubbing dish soap into the small kitten's neck so the fleas wouldn't crawl up to its head. You poured some dish soap into the sink, mixing it in so bubbles formed.

"You can put her in now, George. Make sure her head is above water while you're washing her." You said, waving him off. "I need to put the dish soap back."

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literally don;t know what else to do fuck me with a chainsaw

-august

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