I lied to them and said I had one cat because after I paid for the stay I found out they had hidden a one pet policy in the fine print. I have two cats. And now I learn that because I told them I have a cat in the first place they insist (fine print!) on 'room service' coming in my room at least every other day to inspect seems like. How do I deal with this? If anyone has any experience doing something like this or even just has done the inspection thing with a motel before it would help to know how the mechanics of the interaction will go. I waved them off until tomorrow.
Some background: I'm with my cats staying in motels medium-term because of a huge fucking drama you can check my post history for pieces of. My roommate declared that I had moved out on my behalf when I went to take care of my sick friend with cancer. When I got back they refused me entry and changed the locks. I haven't even been able to get a legal response going because of how much I'm freaking out and running around putting out fires like this. My cats were in the apartment until a couple days ago when he was threatening to release them because I had 'abandoned' them.
I can't fucking deal with this. How do I hide one of my cats so they only see the other?? All I have is a car. Do I have to put one in the fucking trunk and drive to the other side of the parking lot and hope they don't meow too loud so someone tries to break them out?? I just got my babies safe with me and now I have to traumatize them 4 times a week with some underhanded shit?? Fuck my life for real. Fuck.
And it's not like I can just sneak them out the back to do that, either! It's a fucking motel! The cleaners are going to be going from room to room outside. Maybe swaddle one of them so I can sneak them out in a fucking backpack? I fucking hate every idea I come up with.
edit: I've made arrangements to have one of them at a pet sitter for a few hours during the day tomorrow. I guess this is going to be the plan until my reservation is over. Then I'll find one this doesn't happen at.
if youre hard up for money you can post in the mutualaid comm, ill help ya out for sure and usually HexBear overall is willing to help someone out, another of the many reasons i fuckin love this website.
That's the one blessing I had. I had to move in with that guy because my father sold the house we were living in. He was nice enough to give me a chunk of that and I'd been living off of it for a few months while I worked on a professional credential. As a consequence I don't have some of the things that you need to show a landlord to get a place like a job or an income. And that's why this is particularly devastating. I have nowhere else to go except back into that apartment with those people who managed to grow a burning hatred for me because I told them they were wrong and wouldn't get away with it, and I'm a queer. I need a home before I can get the first job I can find. I need to have that job for at least a while before I can apply to (let's face it) a place with another dice roll of a roommate.
theres no chance your father could keep care of 1 cat at all i guess either or you would have. nobody should have to go through this shit.
I won't go into it but my parents were abusive. And I even did go so far as to reestablish contact with him. He was okay with sending me some money but he wouldn't touch my cats. I'll probably get back with him to get an affidavit about how we parted ways since I got to overhear how roommate plans to lie in court to describe me as mentally unstable. They're going to say I got kicked out. I'm going to have a document under oath we moved out together to sell the house. Judge will be somewhere between annoyed and pissed. Nothing they say will be believed again. For that I will talk to my dad. It's worth it.
fuck im sorry.