Oh I hate when I have car trouble. It's always so very frightening when you don't know what is wrong with you or how and if you are able to fix it. I had just took it to get it checked at the dealers a few days ago, but it's still choking in protest. Every time I try to start my car, it chokes and struggles to turn on.
I can't afford another mishap. I am completely broke as it is, and I wouldn't even know who to turn to if I need to get it fixed.
It has been damping my mood, and I just wish that money was not so much of an issue all the time. I need to win the lottery. So far all those lottery tickets I bought have not been paying off.
I did find a really cute kitten yesterday on a walk around my neighborhood. There was a random kitten (It seriously looked like a tiny mountain lion with its striped tail and coloring.) wandering around.
Of course being the crazy person that I was and never being the kind of person that think things through, I decided to approach and call the little kitten. It actually came up to me, rolled onto its back, and let me pet him/her. The cat was adorable, and I soon decided I was in love. I was so enamored that I even named him/her.
Don't judge me when I tell you what I named it. Just remember that I am a strange person with a weird sense of humor. I named the cat, Homeless. The cat liked it. It would run up to me every time I yelled his/her name.
The kitten followed me everywhere. It rub its scent all over me, and I was just madly in love. Even though I knew that the cat probably belonged to someone, and that I would not be able to keep it, I wanted so badly to keep it. If only, but it came time to let it go.
I am not even a cat person, but I can't suppress my longing for that cat.
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