My dad had 4 cats and three of them ended up ganging up on the white one.
So the white one upped sticks and moved into a house down the road. I used to walk past and see it sitting at the window.
It always made me laugh at the thought of the cat leaving us.
it all starts with 4 cats..
next thing you know you find it impossible to throw things away ...
the backyard is clutterd with glad bags full of trash that you need to sift through to make sure you're not throwing anything important away....
soon those trips to the salvation army thrift shops are the most important thing in your life...
the bank account emptys, and you can no longer find a place to put the stuff you're buying there...
the city health department is knocking on your door as the neighbors complain of the stench coming from your house...
it all starts with cats !