After a year of begging, I got my kid a kitten for Christmas. But within a week, I realized the kitten was more trouble than I expected. Food disappeared from the counter, pillows were shredded, and my favorite plant was mysteriously tipped over.
I reached my breaking point when I walked into the kitchen to find my kid spilling juice all over the carpet. “The kitten made me do it!” she cried, holding the kitten like an accomplice. I was speechless.
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