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It's almost two in the morning and I'm pleasantly dozing in my electronically warmed bed.

All of a sudden, I'm awoken by the sound of my cat meowing. She wants to come in my room.

So I let her in and settle back down, thinking she's going to sleep in my room like normal.

Only a few seconds later she's clawing at my carpet. And meowing to be let out again.

She shitted in my room. B｜

So I chase her ass downstairs and it pisses off my da because she's driving him nuts. And thinks I came down to bitch at him for her shitting in my room. And then accuses me of not thinking ahead and getting a litterbox for times like this.

LIKE THE HELL I KNEW SHE'D SHIT IN MY ROOM. IT'S NOT AS IF I HAVE A FUCKING LITTERBOX AVAILABLE. WAIT. LET ME PULL IT OUT OF MY ASS.

So, the shit-head is downstairs. And my room smells like a lilac bomb went off from me trying to get the smell to leave.

Guess I fucking have to go out tomorrow and get some litter and a box.