So Gladys is gone for at least an overnight, to The Perfect Home Inn. If she behaves herself, she's invited to stay the entire weekend. That little ingrate didn't even look back as she was loaded into the car and driven off.
Not like KitKat who has already run-away from home to dash two blocks away to our house, making her new parents feel like they're chopped liver. I've offered to take her back for a few days and mistreat her, but other than looking horrified they did not respond.
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