The cat’s meow
My mother in all her infinite wisdom and grace has decided I am, apparently, lonely living by myself, and has decided to personally try and fix this pressing issue.
That is to say, I came home from work to find a white, particularly hairy little cat sitting on my couch like it owned it and every piece of furniture around it. There is hair on everything, even though it has been here for three hours at most. It threw up on the carpet.
My mother didn’t see fit to actually supply me with any necessities other than the cat itself and a note wishing me well with my new ‘friend’. Having never even so much as considered the option of getting a cat, I’m somewhat at a loss. Please advise.
That is to say, I came home from work to find a white, particularly hairy little cat sitting on my couch like it owned it and every piece of furniture around it. There is hair on everything, even though it has been here for three hours at most. It threw up on the carpet.
My mother didn’t see fit to actually supply me with any necessities other than the cat itself and a note wishing me well with my new ‘friend’. Having never even so much as considered the option of getting a cat, I’m somewhat at a loss. Please advise.
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