My grandfather saw a box in the middle of the street waiting to be ran over so he thought he'd get the debris out of the road. Opens it and there's a freaking momma cat and her kittens inside some bastards left to be killed. He ended up taking them in, building a shelter and raising them even when the mama cat went missing. I ended up taking two of them home and they have lived a hell of a good life since. Lucky passed away last year but Fluffy still lives on 15 going on 16. Screw those asshats who are cruel to animals.
I need to kill a bitch.
>faith in humanity destroyed
You're weird.