After two months on not missing her cat, the neighbour phoned up this morning, threatening to call the police. So I surrendered the waif to a household where there is screaming and where she will once again be turned outside at night because 'all cats are nocturnal.'
It is so painful that I can't even speak or write. It is like a death. And I know that the Waif's wellfare is once again endangered.
I am sick.
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