I almost brought a stray kitten home from work today. The grounds keeper found him outside the art block. He was just the sweetest little boy, but absolutely terrified. And the only thing that stopped me, apart from him being ferrel and the fact I cant afford all the shots and vet visits he would need, is that I just don’t have the time to care for him properly. He was probably only 6 weeks...
From the moment I leave it in the morning, all I think about throughout the day is being back in bed with you.