Wednesday, July 12, 2006
We went to pick up the cat. While The Hubby was holding it the employee said that someone else wanted it but they said they'd be back after 30 minutes and it had been an hour so we could have it. At that moment a fat hussy ran up with her extremely rude friend and grabbed the cat from MY Hubby saying, "oh please don't take her!" The Hubby was far too sweet and didn't put up much of a fight. She kept saying, "oh I love her but I don't want you to think I'm a bitch". I kept thinking, it doesn't matter what we think of you, just hand over the cat. She didn't. We left the store without the cat. The Hubby's sad.