The Cat Clause

I spent Friday sick, curled up on the bed in the fetal position. While thus situated, I decided to call the landlord and find out about something interesting Seth found in our new contract: The Cat Clause.

A portion of the contract outlined specifications for pet-having. When Seth read it, he got really excited. But the blank line that should have had the cost of the pet deposit was just that--blank. Hence the phone call.

The landlord and his wife are currently in the MTC, which makes this scenario all the better. The landlords were NOT happy about their apartment housing a prospective pet. In the words of Mr. Landlord, "We've had this place since 1993, and no one has ever had a pet." Apparently, we are the first tenants who have ever seen or asked about this pet portion of the contract, so the landlords never bothered to take it out.

In the background, Mrs. Landlord's shrill voice could be heard as she exclaimed, "No pets! I don't want any pets in there!" She repeated this phrase in several variations, with increasing volume, as the conversation progressed. Eventually, Mr. Landlord took a moment to address his wife's hysteria: "It's in the contract. What else can we do about it?"

And thus, with the rest of the missionaries at the MTC, both young and old, as auditory audience, it was decided that, yes, we can have a cat.

Woot!

So on Saturday, Seth and I went to Target and bought mucho kitty supplies, and then came home and bought mucho more kitty supplies on Amazon. And the cat? Soon!