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My parents are home. I guess I have to go home tonight. Bleh. I've been here 10 days. I like it here. It's messy and depressing at home. I didn't want to be home when Mom and Dad got back because I know Kirsten left a mess and I don't want to take any blame for something I wasn't around to control. She didn't change the litterbox once the whole week. She just let it pile up. That's horrible. I changed it before I left for Mint Manor and that's all the changing it got. Poor babies. One of them (I bet Lily) defecated on my parents' bed. Well, and what do you expect if you let their litterbox pile up? Horrible. Poor things. It's a wonder Progo is still alive. The thing is, she didn't tell me to come home or anything. I asked her. If she'd said "Hey, Tave, you better come home because I'm neglecting the cats and the turtle", I would have come home. Jesus. Anyway. They're okay now. Mom cleaned them all up. I'll go home but I'm coming back soon's I can.

Why are you in Tavie's head? 7:06 PM | shower me with attention