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June 12

Best day of my life: June 12. Woke up this morning and rolled out of bed, expecting it to be a normal day. I made breakfast and brushed through my hair a few times before sitting down to the news. Same old shit. North Korea set off some kind of nuclear weapons test. Obama did something wrong. After five years I thought he’d either have gotten better or not gotten the job of PRESIDENT OF THE UNITED STATES!!! That’s a little more important than he thinks it is. A little girl fell in a ditch on-
Ring ring ring ring.
“Open up, will ya?” I freeze as Nick’s voice echoes through my house. I thought he had to work today. Am I decent? What am I talking about, he won’t care. I run to the door and see Nick waiting outside with a kitten.
“What’s this?”
“It’s a cat for the clinic. Do you have space for one more patient?”
“Yea, sure, come in.”
I take the cat downstairs. I’d so been hoping for something better than another cat to take care of. People know me as the Vet Lady around here. I don’t even own an animal. Sigh.

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