“I scheduled bulk pickup for Monday, can you put out the pipes? And can you please pay the rent?”

I bludgeoned a young black cat on the 5th of May with some plumbing that had been sleeping supine by the yellow recycling bin.
He had jumped across the choked chainlinked fence onto the recently seed producing grass.
How could he trespass against me, for this is mine all mine?

The voicemail alert chimed on my cellphone so I gave it a listen.

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