So we have a cat that is in heat right now. We've had her for nearly a year now, and I keep telling my parents that they need to get her spayed. They keep telling me that they will do it, but the next time I ask they will always get angry and say that they haven't gotten a chance yet. Our outside screen door doesn't have a latch that closes properly, so if the regular door isn't kept closed she is able to escape outside. So guess what my father forgets to do tonight? We had to spend forty minutes looking for her outside. Of course my dad takes the flashlight that actually works, and I have to take the flashlight that only works if you are winding it up. And guess who is the one that has to go running through the woods whever we catch a glimpse of her, despite the fact that in order to catch her I have to put the big, clumsy, nonfunctional flashlight down, because it is too big to hold in the palm of my hand? The whole time I have to keep listening to my dad complain about how he has to work tommorow, and how he is tired, and how is tired of having to chase the damn cat around all the time. Despite the fact that it is HIM who constantly lets the cat escape outside, and is the one doing no effort other then giving me conflicting directions "To your left! Not your left, my left! You should be able to make out which way I'm facing despite the fact that you don't have your glasses on and have worthless flashlight! Now to your right! Not my right, your right!". Finally I managed to catch her, after going off on my own to the other side of the house and abandoning his directions. Now, thanks to running through the woods blind with only shorts on, my left leg is completely scratched apart by thorns, and my right leg is only doing marginally better. Its not just a few cuts, because a good part of my leg was completely covered in blood. When I got I tried counting all the cuts I had on my left leg, and I lost count. There are at least 20, and on my right leg I have around fifteen. It is at the point where I don't feel the individual cuts, and my entire leg just stings. Oh, but this is all "Me and my damn cat's fault".