I remember one time, I was 'rescuing' a cat. I was so happy, and my dad was angry I brought a kitten into the house. This was in January (of like, 1995). I had the cat not even two days, and I went downstairs to go feed it before school. I start panicking, and I couldn't find this tiny cat. My mom was about to drive me to school, so we left the house, and there I saw it, dead on the cold driveway pavement.
I love my dad. Don't you?
I love my dad. Don't you?