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and asked me to watch their cats while they were gone. One was pretty darn old and somewhat in ill health. Well, 2 days after they left, the thing died. I didnt know what to do, so I froze it in the refridgerator, because I didnt want it to stink. Fortunately, I remembered their frozen cat the night before they came home, and I went over there to thaw it out only to find it was stuck to a box of micro-wave spaghetti. I tried to pull the box off, but it was damn frozen to the thing. So I ended up microwaving it for 2 minutes until the box came free. Then I blow-dryed it until it was completely thawed and put him in his little cat house. When they came home, they told me that he had died and I faked it saying 'Gee! He was fine just the night before! He was playing with his ball and everything!' Gads did that suck...
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