So finishing up on yesterday's story.
May dad finally decided that the cat had to go so he carried up back to its house, except it foolowed him back up the street, so half way back he turned around and took it to its house again.
Well, the second time it must have understood because it didn't come back and my sister's friend's parent said that she saw it laying in the middle of the street so she picked it up and put it on the side walk. Last I heard, it's still alive.
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I don't usually do journals, but we'll see how this turns out. Perhaps I shall write, and then again, perhaps I shan't. Conformity is not something I'm big on.
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