I would have loved to see what half of yall would have REALLY DONE. hahaha call me what you want. But when the little guy comes around my garage/house EVERY SINGLE night.... I think you might understand. My mom has breast cancer, she has alot of bills, and its hard to put food on the table, yet alone feed 4 cats.... 5 if you include the fucking opossum that can eat a whole fucking bowl by himself! I went outside to tend to the animals, it walked by my feet..... ran under my car- I wanted him out so that this time he didnt get in my engine bay again and naw on my wiring harness like the time before. I got him cornered, hit him a few times. My friends came over, we swept him out into the drive way.... he walked away- for fucks sake.... I didnt kill him. Its called instinct. I highly doubt animal control was open at 11 on saturday night? I couldnt shoot it because it was in the garage. But you know what, fuck the explaining. I know alot of yall would have acted the same.... think of me how you want. I dont really give a fuck- I already know how most of yall feel so.....
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