Having coordinated the (temporary) rescue of yet another cat I am begging you not to get a kitten unless you are planning on a lifetime commitment (and hopefully the cat lasts longer than you). When you get an apt. and you get a kitten and then you have to do your hipster move or whatever and the new place doesn't take cats, or your roommates don't like cats, or you don't like the cat because it is no longer a cute little furball, who the fuck do you think gets it? OHS, Pixie, The Oregon Cat Project, etc. But they don't right now because they have no goddam fucking room you fucking piece of horseshit.
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