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That made me spit out my soda! Thanks for the laugh (I need it today!)
It was god awful, I swear. The stain never came out of the carpet and it was about the size of a kitchen rug or bathmat. Two days later I had come home and the stupid idiot had eaten a plastic lighter, a pack of cigarettes, a shoe. I immediately packed him up in the truck with all of his toys, bed and dog food and dropped him off at the pound where we got him. Unbeknownst to me, he had been severely abused by a previous owner. I didn't have the money or the time to invest in correcting his behavior and he was supposed to be a companion to let me know when people were approaching my office. He cowered and peed in corners instead.
Cats, I like cats now.