This one time, my cat pooped on the back seat of my car because he was pissed that I made him ride 45 min from West Chester to Oxford. He is such a brat... although something in me is maybe a little proud of his bold (and sometimes defiant) approach to life.
And this other time, Liz's cat swallowed a wad of hair ties, scotch tape, and rubber bands (more info here) which required a really expensive removal of said items.
But I love them. And they bring me lots of joy. So it's totally worth it.
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