Shit. The leasing manager said that the property wants a written
explanation of who i am and what i intend to do to catch the cats, as
well as what i plan to do with them. Bwaah! I assume 'i don't know'
isn't acceptable. Damn it. As if i didn't have enough to type. Even
though Mr Manager told me not to, i went back to see if i could find
(and feed, and maybe catch) Little Scraggly One, but Scraggles was
nowhere to be seen. I didn't leave food in order to not wreck a
relationship with the complex, because they have a no pet policy and
discourage residents from feeding them. It's always SOMETHING. But i
left food at Eviljob for Mehitabel, whom i again did not see. But the
food i am putting out keeps disappearing. Go figure. Now i guess i
have to come up with a plan. Geez. But first i have to finish work, so
that i can pay for all of this...
Monday, July 10, 2006
In triplicate, too??
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