Good news: i'm home safely
Bad news: my luggage is not.
Further bad news: I hate living here.
Fuck sake, I ran out of tags. Second half of the tags is here. First is in the actual tags.
Navi's food has his anxiety meds in it. Tael doesn't need them. And Navi needs the full dose. But fuck that I guess.
And they started relying on a weird system that alerts them when an animal goes out the doggy door at night. so they can yell at the cat if that's who went out. Except if they've already fuckinh run away to be eaten by coyotes or hit by a car. Or ignore it bc they're fucking asleep.
And then when i'm upset at them for fucking up, they tell me i'm being ungrateful and that the cats are fine.
They just couldn't be bothered to take an extra few minutes out of their day to do what I asked in the way it needed to be done.
Just. I've been home 17 hours and I already feel like shit and hate living here.
I'm so fucking tired.
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