How many creatures do you imagine could squeeze into my little shoebox of an apartment? Lord knows I’ve complained before about it being too small for Ella and myself, so any more than two would certainly be a bad idea, right?
Well, for kicks, I decided to test that out Labor Day weekend when my parents (Ella’s grandfurma and grandfurpa) came to stay with me and also brought their 12 year old dog, Jenna. “Five living things coexisting in a tiny apartment for 36 hours” may not actually break any Guinness world records, but I wonder if “Five living things almost losing their minds while failing to peacefully coexist in a tiny apartment” would?
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