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 So on my way home, I call Mom asking if there's food.  She says no, that's ok, then she says that she needs to tell me something that upset her greatly.  Now I'm worried. Slightly, since Mom's a worrier, but she won't normally say it quite like that.

So I buy Mickey D's, get home and when I get in, she shows me what upset her.  Half a folder, folded like a letter and written in Sharpie.

Translated from Spanish, which makes it less crude and I'm unable to translate her poor grammar & spelling: 

Mrs Mom's Surname, please keep your pet inside your house.  Every day I step on her shit.  Best wishes on the new year.  The pets inside the house.  Mrs S.

"Sra. Z (mom). Favor de mantener su mascota dentro de su casa.  Todos los dias me cago (crude way of saying stepped on shit) en su mielda (shit, badly written.  It's 'mierda").  Muchas felicidades en el año nuevo.  Mascotas dentro de las casas. Sra. S."

Given that she once threatened to chop off my dog's neck with a machete (big knife), were the apparent killers of my neighboor's sweet dog, and what happened between her and I the other night, this is a written ultimatum.  She is threatening the life of my cat.  There has never been a 'no pets outside' rule in our neighborhood.  She has no right.

But, this was the straw that broke the camel's back, and my Dad finally said that we're gonna move the fuck out.  He already called my big sis (the commander in chief of the family) to have her start the proccess of us moving.  FUCK YEAH.

For the time being, we're gonna put my cat back on the litter box, and keep her inside.  She's a housecat now, so I hope she'll get used to it fast.