After work I talked to bus-smashed Ben on the phone for a while and he told me this about the night he was released from the hospital: "When I was in your apt packing up my stuff to go back to Plymouth, one of the things I insisted on was going into the litterbox and scooping Cat's poop into plastic baggies, which I put in the suitcase. Kate tried to stop me but I guess she couldn't convince me. The next day when I got dressed my clothes smelled like cat crap. We all thought that was really funny."


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