a cat was lost
and found, in our basement. At 4 AM this morning, more exactly, when our very drunk neighbour woke us up with the doorbell.I tend to be in quite a nasty mood when I'm violently woken up, so he was lucky there was actually a little black pussy locked up there...
Anyway: two questions:
- why the fuck did he rang at our doorbell (we live at the 3rd floor!), and not on the ground level appartment?
- why did he not even say thank you, as a bit of compensation for yet again a lost night?
Mind you, I like cats. I'm happy the little thing is saved - but it better not happen again.
posted by perelaar at 9:15 a.m.
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who can resist cats anyway?
I don't the cat - I rather like cats. But not at 4 AM, unless they are curled up on the bed.
After we move, we will for sure have a cat :)
and a doggie? al enig idee wat voor hondje het dan gaat zijn??
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