I’m taking the cat back.
Back in 2015, a couple months after I moved into this apartment, I adopted a cat named Tigger. It really didn’t work out because he needed attention every 5 minutes during the day, and he really wouldn’t sleep with me, (or settle down for that matter,) at night. So he kept me awake all night and we both slept during the day. After 6 months, I decided it really wouldn’t work out so I gave him to my parents.
Well, mom called this morning to tell me that I needed to take him back, because she’s somewhat allergic to cats. Not only that but they’re trying to sell the house, and they really have no idea where they’re going to end up while they’re between houses. I told her I’d take him back for a while, until they get settled in the new house. Well actually her and I debated this for a while, and I really didn’t want to take him, but in the end I said I would. I have no idea how long it’s going to be, but I’ll probably try it for a month or 2 and see how it goes.