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People put cats on the freighters to chase down rats and stuff, the cats get knocked up and hop off down at the port so their kittens can gain dual citizenship. We see them all the time around work, semi feral and well fed by longshore. Anyway, two of the guys from the grounds crew found a kitten in one of the tool sheds this morning and somehow I thought it would be a good idea to bring it home. So:
Noodles loves it already. I thought he might try to eat it or something but all he's done is lick the poor thing half to death and sit outside the bedroom door and whimper because he can't see it some more.
I normally get off work at 4pm Pacific by which time, more often than not, everything has already been decided and I'm just voting for local issues. Fuck that. I took half a sick day and took the kitten to the polls with me. Viva Hope.
Noodles loves it already. I thought he might try to eat it or something but all he's done is lick the poor thing half to death and sit outside the bedroom door and whimper because he can't see it some more.
I normally get off work at 4pm Pacific by which time, more often than not, everything has already been decided and I'm just voting for local issues. Fuck that. I took half a sick day and took the kitten to the polls with me. Viva Hope.