Today I'd like to commemorate my cat, Potya. When one of the fucking insane turkeys got into our flat the other day and I was busy grabbing a knife from the kitchen it must have gone for me and she went for its throat and murdered the murder turkey. I feel like a failure in my own flat but I am a proud father today.
Potya is okay, but there's still blood and feathers everywhere and I do not know how to deal with this.