Mom! Brother is all up in my sun spot and I was here first!
After weeks and weeks of being a complete shithead, Apolo finally allowed me to come home and now have shit on the floor. Maybe our failed attempt at taking Apolo to the vet where he whined and whined so much so that my BFF, with whom I was on the phone with, thought I was whipping a baby, gave him the scare he needed to STOP SHITTING OUTSIDE THE LITTER BOX. Maybe it was the fact that the vet's office was so packed, with people and pets still waiting to be seen after 3 hours, I decided to give up and come home. The secret is out on the vet and everyone is going there. Great. Then, just like that, the asshole cat stopped. I still wanted to beat him.
Oh, and dealing with Bitty Girl and her killing ways. Yea, I'll take it.