Poor Toasty

My cat was spotted sitting on the windowsill of my apartment window and now the apartment manager wants me to get rid of her :( I knew it would happen sooner or later. I remember the rental agreement specifically saying "no pets". But a part of me thought, "Well, I'm such a good tenant that maybe she'll make an exception" or "Maybe she'll overlook it." Totally wrong. So, now Toasty has to go :(

She'll be transplanted to San Diego where she'll live with my mom and sisters. I'm really bummed. I mean, I know I have a super busy schedule and don't have enough time to hang out with her, but it was nice coming home to her and sleeping with her in my arms at nite. I guess it's back to Ham, Bacon, and Bulbasaur again. Maybe one day, I'll move to an apartment where Toasty can come live with me. It's funny, I've been noticing all the "vacancy" signs around me :P

I did have the last word though. When she told me cats weren't allowed, I said, "Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't know. I thought they were allowed because I always see other people's cats on the 3rd floor!" hahaha I'm sure she's all paranoid now. I still don't understand the logic of no cats. If they tear up the carpet, well, that's what the security deposit is for, right? Whatever.