I was having difficulty with the text generator page, lol. I just screencapped this one.
I came home to a note asking me to "lock up my cat" if he was going to be able to fix the sink. I went to talk to the super, who told me what happened. At the time, I had Deidre and Maggie, and both of them avoided visitors, so I asked, the tortie or the tabby? Super said the tortie.
She's declawed in the front (I didn't do it - she came to me from the shelter that way and I didn't even know until she had been here a few weeks).
I told that to the super.
She said, "HE WAS SCARED OF A LITTLE DECLAWED KITTY?? I THOUGHT SHE SCRATCHED HIM!" and declared that she was going to tease him about it.
To this day, no one is allowed in the apartment if I'm not home, or unless Maggie is already friends with them.
Tortitude, y'all. Maggie is hardcore.
I will fuck your shit up.
