...there are some sketchy cats that hang out in our complex. i think 1 or 2. i say sketchy because i don't think they belong to anyone as a pet. and any stray animal i see always gets branded as rabid by me. automatic.
so the other day, julian and i are outside by the pool. i see some kids over by the play area and i was going to suggest that we go over there to hang out. until i saw some questionable behaviors that i do not want mr. troublemaker to be adapting.
the kids were PLAYING with sketchy cats. EW. who knows what kind of diseases they could be carrying. blech blech blech. then, that makes me think that nasty cats are taking dumps in the sandy area where the play equipment is. double vomit.
so then, another kid was standing on his/her (too far away to tell) windowsill HANGING OUT OF THE WINDOW by the drapes. there's a safe practice. of course, this is a country where you're technically supposed to put your kids in car seats, but more often than not, kids are just hanging out all over the car, climbing around. free range, as serge calls them.
i'm not saying that people aren't nice. and this is a nice complex to live in. and this is also a very nice country to be in with a child, but julian must learn - that crap will not fly with me.
oh hell no.
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