I may be banished from our balcony.
It appears that mice or rats have been using our balcony as a public washroom. Nick is not pleased at all.
He can’t realistically expect me to clean up the shit, but he is adamant about me keeping the rodents from using our balcony as a public toilet - and not a pay toilet at that..
“And guess who is left to clean it up? It’s not me. I think that upsets him more than anything. I told him to put down some traps or poison.”
He looked at me the same way he looks at Trump.
“Fucking murdering cat. From tonite and every night from now on - you are relegated to patrolling the balcony. Once word gets around the rodent world that a cat is patrolling, they’ll stop. It’s not like there aren’t a lot of other places for them to relieve themselves.
“Oh, and until it stops, you will not be fed any fish. I’ll feel bad about not buying anymore from the myriad of fishmongers lining our shopping street. But you do what you’ve got to do.
“I’m not mean enough to feed you commercial food, but I will be feeding you my leftovers. As you know I have cut down on my meat consumption so you’d better get used to tiny amounts of meat and lots of fruit and vegetables.
“I know you need meat, so If you want meat - eat the rodents. Do your fucking job.
“But remember - I do love you. and would never let you perish.
“And a final word, don’t expect that group of ferals you hang with to share their food with you.
“And by the way - the neighbors are aware of this situation - so don’t go begging.”
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Poor kitty. If only Nick would do HIS job and properly worship you, catering to your every whim.