My sweet kitty Booger tried to commit suicide last night. Greg was doing something with the back door and she got onto the balcony and sat on the ledge. I talked her down with some treats and promised her that when we had an actual house with a yard that she could go outside on supervised visits (she doesn't have front claws) and play without the Phyllis attacking her.
Oh and spring? you can go ahead and show up anytime now because I am done with the snow. DONE, until at least the end of October. thanks.
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