I used to volunteer at a no-kill cat shelter. That didn't last long. It wasn't the work, or even the smell, that made me leave. People there just made me feel like I was in the way. They gave me one thing to do: laundry. But when a batch was in the washer and one was in the dryer and there was nothing to fold, I had nothing to do. I asked
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