It's driving me nuts

There's only one thing driving me crazy nowadays. It's not work. My event as just finished and I'm enjoying this down time. I have a long weekend, in fact because I'm on COMPLUSORY DAY OFF. So anyway, it's not my parents. I've gotten used to them and I guess being the "only" child most of the time has its ups and downs. It's simple really. It's DYLAN. My sister's cat, given to her by her boyfriend. At first, I've no problems with it. It's stinky, but it's cute and his owners are so into him. A few months later, it's fucking pain in the ass. Here are the reasons why:

1. The owners aka ErJan, are, shall I say busy with work. That's true. Amidst their busy-ness, they meet every night when they can here at home to watch Maging Sino Ka Man. Dylan on the other hand, is LOCKED in my sister's room (as it has been all day) and ocassionally, it gets into my room where he just spreads his funk and fur. Oh and yeah, he also does that in the bathroom given that my sister and I have a common bathrooms. I mean, can't they pet him even for five minutes so it feels like he's a pet and not just a poor animal being tortured?! There are days when the poor creature doesn't eat or drink the whole day because the owner forgets to feed him, or maybe just too busy. Whatever.

2. He jumps into my things: on the bed, table, my laptop!!! When I open my closet to check what to wear for the next day, he just jumps in it. So my jeans, skirts have fur in them. We're talking about dark fabric here so it's very visible, plus, the fur is itchy, so who the hell would want to have stinkin' cat hair on their clothes? That's what eats my time in the morning! I have to shed the hair off my clothes.

3. In case my sister forgets, I have asthma. I've asthma since I was born, and I still get attacks until now. I've just had an attack and haven't fully recovered. Hair and particles coming from him are obviously not helping. I get to inhale it while I sleep. Hello???

4. My sister has finally moved out...of her room. Obviously, she can't stand the smell. Uhh...it reaches my room even if the doors are closed. She's now sleeping in my brother's room. Can you see the problem right here? She doesn't have to move out. The cat does.

5. Well, I'd give props to the owners because 1 out of 20 days, they remember they have a pet and they groom it, clean it's litterbox, and possibly play with it. It doesn't really take out the smell, but it helps a LITTLE. Maybe if they do that 1 out of 3 days, it won't be a problem. I won't have a problem with it.

6. No one in this house appreciates Dylan. NO ONE. My Dad hates it. You can't believe how many times he has cursed the cat and he actually swears he'll bring the cat somewhere far from the house and hope it gets lost. My mom's reaction on the other hand is similar, but nicer. She wants to give it to Mama or Tita Chona, as long as it's out of the house with an owner who'll take care of it. Me? HAH! I wanna serve it as siopao in Hen-Lin. Ate Erin...I personally think that it's their little experiment. Maybe they wanna have a baby and they're testing if they're capable..well obviously not. But does she appreciate Dylan? Maybe just because Jan gave it to her. She lost the day after Jan gave it to her! He was lost for 1 whole day!

7. I remember it was outta here for a week. It stayed in Jan's house and no one there likes it as well. Abby tells me the family got into a big argument because of the cat. So... see?!?!?!

Have I given enough reasons already?! Do I have to come home super tired to find out my room stinks and that Dylan is hiding under my bed and then scream at my sister so she does something about it? Whattawaste of energy, don't u think???

Aren't we all just wasting time, energy and money for this cat? If this cat's not out of this house within a week, I will personally take it outside and let Bruno eat it. YA HEAR ME?!?!?!