I just found out from my therapist that the office of the apartments talked to her. I'm not allowed pets, but I've been so miserable since not being allowed my kitty that I asked to have him for therapeutic reasons. This ball-o-fuzz is like my baby. A huge hole has been left in my life without him with me.
Turns out the apartments' office thinks
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When he used to be fat, I used to make fun of him, but now that he's skinny, his shoulder blades and hips stick up and he just looks wrong.
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