Don’t pee on my floor!

Louie peed in the apartment and I asked Jenny whether she wanted to clean it up or take him out tofinish.  She didn’t answer my question, but answered with something general that didn’t pck between the two.  I asked again, specifying to choose one or the oter ad she kept giving general answers and not choosing one.  I satrtoed getting more and more frustrated and veentually i think told her to take him and go.  Then a bat started flying in and out of the house, which was now my parents living room.  It flew in and out a few times and then landed on the floor.  Its wings folded up like an imperial shuttle, but all all four sides.  It then started lighting up really brigt, and i noticed it was also peeing on the floor.  My appreciation and love of bats then went out the window and i started swatting it with a broom and its bits floated alround the room like ashes.

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