Get this fucking house off of me!!!
And who stole my red shoes?!?
Many years ago I fostered a mama cat and she gave birth to 6 kittens. At first she was the best mama. She barely left their side. By the time the ten weeks were up she hated them. Sometimes they would just be sitting there doing nothing and she would swat them and knock them over. She has got to that place of not wanting children.
The one that says "The moment you realize you don't want children..." hits a touch too close to home. Maybe my baby will be fine if I leave her in the wild to hunt cats and squirrels and--OH GOD WHAT HAVE I DONE!
let 'er rip