ext_6406 ([identity profile] rachelmanija.livejournal.com) wrote in [personal profile] fearlesstemp 2005-04-26 04:38 am (UTC)

That was a hilarious post.

My grandparents had a stinky (but really cute) cocker spaniel (no, really) named Amanda, who I always felt guilty about not liking because I was known for being an animal lover. Of all animals but the one my uncle's then girlfriend dubbed "the fart on four legs."

I also hated my (now-ex) boyfriend's stinky cat. Which I once accidentally shut in the bedroom, and it shit on my computer wires-- a situation not improved by my boyfriend, who I was living with, alerting me to the situation by screaming, "Look what you did!" To me, not the stinky cat.

When I broke up with him (the boyfriend... well, with the cat too) he (the boyfriend) accused me of breaking up with him just in order to get rid of the cat. I immediately said, "Oh no!" Because you're supposed to love cute, aged cats. Anyway, it was true-- the break up wasn't to get rid of the cat. Getting rid of the cat, though, was something I did view as a bonus.

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