The other night I went with some friends to the Olive Garden here in Logan and my friend Cami was telling us this sad story. When she was younger they had this cat and one day in walked in the garage and drank this fuel (or something similiar) that was sitting there. And then this cat didn't die it just went crazy, like it would always fight with everything and everyone and it would only be nice to her. Isn't that sad? The poor cat probably had brain damage or was just sick all the time, so it would fight because it was grumpy all the time. Poor grumpy...sick cat.
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