Anyone who knows me (or is my friend on Snapchat) knows that I love my cat, Tinker. Tinker has a little bit of a penchant for trouble; he definitely lives up to his name because he is constantly tinkering or playing with random objects. However, he is my child and sometimes he is the only thing that can make me smile after a long day. My dad, on the other hand, hates Tinker. They hate each other, actually. More than once, I've come home from school to find them locked in a staring contest and hissing war...it's actually a very comical sight. Because of this, I am a little nervous about leaving Tinker in my parents' care for ten long days. Thankfully, my brother has volunteered to watch over him during my absence and make sure that Tinker is not left alone for too long. I can only hope that they will survive for almost two weeks without my interference.
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