Monday, June 11, 2018
For years I believed - and told anyone who would listen - that as soon as I had the freedom, I would adopt and train a therapy dog so he and I could offer companionship to people who are living their last days. Now that I actually have the ability to fulfill this dream, all I really want is a cat. Something warm and fuzzy around the house that suffers from a chronic case of the fuck-its...makes me feel so optimistic and overall superior. Kittens smell good, too.
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