I was in a big house I was fixing up with my ex-husband, and he shows me a drawer filled with flat, dead cats, like the skeletal remains you see of pets they find on those hoarder shows. We look through the box and find some tiny, tiny, live kittens that are barely alive. I start to cry and tell him we have to put them down, we can’t take care of them. I wake up feeling very sad.
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