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That actually happened to me when I was in the first room that I was in when I was in the group home. They put my bed right next to the window which had these exact blinds and my feet kept getting tangled up in them and broke them and to hey looked like this. So I made sure to raise them all the way up to avoid getting my feet caught again and the staff didn’t want me to do this and I showed them why I was doing this. They replaced the blinds and made a compromise with me where the blinds would be allowed to be raised high enough where my feet couldn’t get tangled in the blinds again.
 
There are many perfectly nice cats in the world, but every barrel has its bad apples, and it is well to heed the old adage, "Beware the bad cat bearing a grudge."
 

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