Things were going well with the cat until Steven read the ingredients on the bag of cat food (the good shit, since meat was the first ingredient) two days later, and decided that the cat had to go, because he couldn’t have anything in the house that might try to eat him in his sleep. (This imaginary Steven has a perverse phobia of carnivores.)
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