This is a bad idea.
This is a bad ideaSeriously.
Sure, Arthur’s friend was cute. If you went for guys who wore suits, button-down shirts, and Gucci loafers to hang out. Way too much like my family for my comfort. Pets were messy. The guy had been planning to hang out at Arthur’s. Were all Arthur’s strays suit-and-loafer clean? Something told me even the best pets left some mess.
hang outAt least if Chambord was any indication. We’d at least established what a pee pad was, but how going outside was even better. She didn’t tend to make it through the night, though, and I needed my sleep. Almost as if sensing that, she’d wander into the bathroom, do her business on the pad, and I’d find the stinky mess in the morning. Still, better than on the carpet.
I’d noticed James’s raised eyebrow wh
