So, the missus found an abandoned litter of new born kittens, slowly baking to death in the heat.
I got a line message with photo saying "which one do you like". To which the answer was "which ever".
So, when i got home in the evening, i found i am now the proud owner of whisky, vodka, gin, tequila and "fuck it i am done".
They are maybe a week old. Missus is sleeping downstairs eye drop feeding them every two hours on special formula milk.
Kind of reminds me of what i saw in her in the first place.
No frigging common sense.
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Bless her.