So, as done of you know, my boyfriend and I are the proud owners of a house.
There are many reasons to dislike this guy, most of which are related to dicking us around during the whole purchasing of said house. Fine, whatever. We can deal.
And then we found something particularly awful. Unfortunately, we found it several hours after one of our cats.
There was a fucking glue trap under the bathroom sink.
First of, those things are offensive just by their very existence. My work knows that if there is ever a mouse in one of the ones there and I see it, I'm out for the day. A manager from a former workplace objected on less moral grounds after finding part of a mouse skin in one.
So. Two of our cats spent last night in the house. We brought the third over this morning. We go home after work today and pack essentials, like the fridge, etc., and head back over. For a while, we can't find our third cat. It's not a big house so I take a tour and spot him under the counter under the the sink in the bathroom. We didn't even know there was a space there.
We decide to leave him there until everything is in, them I go to pull him out. Almost immediately I'm seeing red. He must have sat in that fucking trap for hours. It's deep in between the pads of both front paws and I'm going to have to take scissors to him to get any more of that shit off. He's already hurt himself trying to get away from it and he bit me a good one while I was doing what I could.
If the rat bayard former owner had any money, I'd go to an emergency very and send him the bill. I may have to go anyway. I am so fucking poissed off right now.
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There are many reasons to dislike this guy, most of which are related to dicking us around during the whole purchasing of said house. Fine, whatever. We can deal.
And then we found something particularly awful. Unfortunately, we found it several hours after one of our cats.
There was a fucking glue trap under the bathroom sink.
First of, those things are offensive just by their very existence. My work knows that if there is ever a mouse in one of the ones there and I see it, I'm out for the day. A manager from a former workplace objected on less moral grounds after finding part of a mouse skin in one.
So. Two of our cats spent last night in the house. We brought the third over this morning. We go home after work today and pack essentials, like the fridge, etc., and head back over. For a while, we can't find our third cat. It's not a big house so I take a tour and spot him under the counter under the the sink in the bathroom. We didn't even know there was a space there.
We decide to leave him there until everything is in, them I go to pull him out. Almost immediately I'm seeing red. He must have sat in that fucking trap for hours. It's deep in between the pads of both front paws and I'm going to have to take scissors to him to get any more of that shit off. He's already hurt himself trying to get away from it and he bit me a good one while I was doing what I could.
If the rat bayard former owner had any money, I'd go to an emergency very and send him the bill. I may have to go anyway. I am so fucking poissed off right now.
^-.-^
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