#kitten master

i sold my soul to a three-piece and he told me I was holy he's got me down on both knees but it's the devil that's tryna hold me down, hold me down sneaking out the back door, make no sound 💫

I colored it to match my day collar~

Every once in a while i get these major urges to just go out and get a kitten, i end up looking at photos online, looking in the paper to see if any are for sale, you get the picture. So i decided to text my parents (who are away on vacation) and pretend i found a kitten along side of the road while i was driving and act like i took it home. I just wanted to see how far i could get with this, i figured that they both would see that i was making this up. So i took it a step farther and sent my mom a picture of a kitten in someones legs, to show proof of the kitten. (thanks to a wonderful friend who had recently gotten a kitten and had the perfect picture to use) I decided to wait to text my dad because i knew he was less likely to be ok with another cat. My mom totally bought it. She was all over the picture going on how cute and adorable he was. I couldn't believe it, so i decided to keep going... I asked her if she though my dad would let us keep it, her response was to send him the pic as well. I did exactly that explaining the story i had told my mom. Though my dad, as i had guessed, was not liking it. He believed the story i was telling but didn't want me to keep the cat. He said he didn't want another cat (though with our two other cats, he doesn't even pay any attention to them, so i didn't understand why it really mattered) I kept telling him i would keep it in my room, take care of it, the whole 9 yards. At the same time my mom kept texting me saying that i needed to beg and convince my dad to let me keep him. Now, my conscience was eating at me, i did feel sort of bad about lying and wondering if i had taken this too far, but it was too late at this point. As of now, my dad wants me to find a home for it, but i can keep it until i do so. My mom both and i think and pray that when he gets home he will have no choice but to let me keep it.  So now...i have until the end of this week to find a tiny black and gray tabby kitten to call my own. I genuinely and whole heartedly want a kitten, so this isn't just some joke to me. I just hope i'm right in the fact that my dad wouldn't and couldn't possibly make me get rid of the poor fictitious kitten. So i am determined (and have a few friends in on this to help me find a kitten) to have one by tomorrow. The sooner the better! Wish me luck! I will post photos when this truly happens!