Cat Lady

So there is this neighbor that we have who has like...4 cats.  Every day these cats are on my car, Jace's truck, our stairs.  It's super annoying and it just reveals to me the reason I hate cats all together.  So the other day, I'm sleeping in class was canceled, stayed up late the night before all that jazz.  I get a phone call.  As I mentioned in a previous blog, I DO NOT answer phone calls from annonymous numbers, so I didn't answer.  Then my phone buzzes with a voice mail.  "Hi Reilee this is -------- I live next store, my cat is locked in your landlords' garage and if she stays in there all day she'll die.  If you could find a way to get her out that'd be great, call me back at -------."  Really?!?! You want me to "find a way" to get YOUR cat out of a garage that is not mine?  How about we just kill the dang cat then we don't have to worry about it getting into anything?  I thought that was a good idea, but instead I called my landlord she had me get the spare key to go into her house and open her garage,  yes it was closed.  How the cat got in there is a mystery.  The neighbor came over and got the cat out.  She said "do you mind if I look around to see if she made any messes? This cat makes a lot of messes, silly thing."  More like stupid thing! So her and her boys start looking around, the one little boy won't stop staring at me and as he walks through the garage he hits my landlords' car with his shovel, mildly gets scolded and begins to focus a bit more.  This is why I hate cats. and I always will hate cats.  And when they cross they street and my husband speeds up in his car to try and hit them, I don't think I'm gonna tell him to stop it anymore.