Cubby holes of psychedelic kittens

I was moving out of my parents' house to an apartment down the block. My dad said I had to get rid of my five kittens. He said I couldn’t just let them go because they’d just come back – I had to throw them in the garbage. I couldn’t do it so my mom did. Right after she threw the bag of kittens in the dumpster, I realized my dad had no say in the matter as I was getting my own place.

I yelled to my mom that I’d always love Dad but would never forgive him for making me get rid of my kittens.

I went to my new apartment and looked for my kittens in the other apartments in the building. Many of the kittens I found were black and white but I couldn’t tell if any were my black and white kittens or not. I began to stuff several kittens in a shoebox but after a mother cat let me know two I just picked up weren't mine, I decided none of them were likely my kittens.

Then I was in a room at the animal shelter with many shelves with cubby holes like bowling shoes are stored in going all the way up to 20 foot high ceilings. In each cubby hole was a kitten. Again there were many black and white kittens but I couldn’t tell if mine were there. Some of them had fluorescent patches of fur, some had zebra stripes, some had hair with light coming out of the ends like fiber optics.

I explained to a worker that my kittens were just black and white but by then I couldn’t even remember how old or big they were and wondered if I might be happier with some of the psychedelic kittens.