I wurnt cowntin on. Da aboosed lady behind us knocked on mom's door and sed she wur gittin' throwd owt tuday anz ifn mom culd please take Sheba (a white/gray/buff medium-haired diluted calico). Sheba iz already spayed, but mom needs to git her tested fur FELV/FIV anz git her vaccines up to date. So, mom put her in an enclosure in da bedroom, cuz Sheba is furry, furry upsetted at da changes happinin, to let hers calm down sum. Rite now, she is growlin', hissin anz spittin cuz she is stressed.
Weze at owr limit wif kitteez here now. No vacancy sign beze ups!! Mom promised da lady she wuld takes care of her anz not to wurries. Mom tolded her tho, dat she had two chances to leef dat man anz didn't take it--now, dat man has tooked alla her stuffs, had it putted in storage wif his lock anz told her he didn't care whut happened to her now, becuz heze got effuryting anz sheze got nuttin. Mom told her she knew dis wuld happen, which wuz why she wunted her to leef dat man, but dat lady thot he wuld change...after 30 years? Mom don't tink so.
