Christine. 22. Wants to live a simple and boring life.
Amanda Li Ying Meng Kiat Tonggab Yi Wen Yi Xin
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It was when my sister first told me there's a cat outside our house. My neighbour told me (That was the 1st time we talked since we first moved in) she picked them up at the staircase and kindly gave them a basket. She already has got this fat ginger cat at home that looks like Garfield so I don't think she'll keep them anyway. Anyway opening the door, BIG MISTAKE. I couldn't stand the face, seriously. One single look into their eyes was enough to activate all my motherly instincts. I wanted to keep them so bad, seriously.
But my mum, who isn't a big fan of cats, was screaming (exaggerating) her head off when they came in. Anyway, the purpose of this post is, I hope somebody would go adopt them and REMOVE THE SOURCE OF TEMPTATION to smuggle them in right now and hide them under my bed and get killed by my mum later!!!