Sigh...from within a week i knew this cat would give us attitude. He was so fucking picky with his food and everything. He is , quite simply a slut. Very unlike any of us, who are all loyal to a fault some of my friends still say of me regarding themselves. Yes, Laurel is a slut and was kindapped by selfish people. The kids all look scared of me and suspicious when I ask about my cat. he always goes through their alley way to get to the church. i have to simply come to grip with this fact: Laurel is a slut, Laurel is a slut, Laurel is a slut and lives like one.

I used to think he was my nephew, younger child of my only sister in Montreal. it would have been cool because I know him very little as my nephew. And it looks like it wont last long knowing Laurel either. I really dont think he will be tortures by any kids. He is simply a foolish man.

UPDATE

My new philosophy about this, apart from passing a flyer about Laurel in the condos and the whole street in a week, is that Laurel at least is not a stray. He is way too slutty for that. So that cat chose to continue entering random people's house who locked him up for hours since april. It is his choice, as angry as it makes me because it makes me sad, it is truly Laurel's choice. I was way the fuck uncouth to accuse the kids at the condos: Laurel is an idiot if he gets in trouble with them. Laurel was quite nasty to me yesterday when I cuddled him to chat with him in his fur like I usually do. He has bad attitude now. In my crazy stressed out rants after I just adopted him, i said he would die super young. I take it back: he just leaves us in the end. maybe we are too many beings to his taste in this house with Charlotte. Though he seems to like her.