So, after all this time spent over worrying about whether Jessica could get the cat, and waiting a full day when it was only supposed to take an hour tops, we got a call from the Beatrice Humane Society saying we couldn't have the cat.
We
couldn't
have
the
f*cking
cat.
The Humane Society deemed us 'unfit' to take the cat, because it had been a house cat for all it's life, and we were going to have it as an outside cat. They also said we had to have paperwork proving all of our animals were up to code, and even if we did, they still wouldn't have let us take the cat.
Even if I didn't want the cat in the first place, it makes me sad Jess can't have him.
She now hates the Beatrice Humane Society.
Real smooth.
-Matsukitty
YOU ARE READING
What is my Life?
RandomSo, here it is. My life is one I'd never trade for anything. I have a loving family, and many things to be grateful for. So, read about it if you want to. Cover credit to @animalover1381 (Thanks!)
