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One of my damn fucking shithead pets has destroyed my Cunning Hat. I don't even know which one it was*. It was hanging on the godsdamned fucking COAT RACK where it should have been fucking well out of fucking reach, and I just found a piece of it on the dog couch, all spitty, and the bulk of it on the cat bed with a bloody great hole in the side.
I'm having to sit very still on my chair not to go and kick anyone. I'M SORRY PETUNIA. I SWEAR I THOUGHT THEY COULDN'T REACH IT. I LOVED THAT FUCKING HAT. It's not even like any of them has a history of tearing my clothes up or anything; this just completely blindsided me.
Just when it's cold enough that I've been actually wearing it too. :/
*Spike.
I'm having to sit very still on my chair not to go and kick anyone. I'M SORRY PETUNIA. I SWEAR I THOUGHT THEY COULDN'T REACH IT. I LOVED THAT FUCKING HAT. It's not even like any of them has a history of tearing my clothes up or anything; this just completely blindsided me.
Just when it's cold enough that I've been actually wearing it too. :/
*Spike.
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