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May 5, 2013

Davey H would never forget that phone call urging him in the politest words possible to repair to the feral feline relocation site, pick up the pissy crates, and get the f**k outta Dodge.

It was a limited-time offer, obviously; the kind of deal you get when somebody wants your balls but will let you off easy if you just cooperate.

The voice at the other end could have seethed, but didn’t.

Davey H also marveled at the skill with which the cat trappin’ lady discharged her self-imposed duties, preferring the ‘manual’ cage closing method utilizing approximately 20’ of string.