Tell your landlord, "They're not pets; they're for poker."
BWAH! Now I am picturing the shark-guy as my landlord! I did already ask for an exception (but I gave in pretty easily), so I am pretty sure I can't have two. i would lie, except it is the only thing in the lease that is in CAPITAL LETTERS. So, I can't decide.
Do the kitties look fairly similar? Maybe if the landlord sees them you can just say, "Nooooo, there's just the one cat," and look all worried about his/her health. Kinda like that Monty Python sketch about the mountaineers.
I'd be really nervous about playing that with a new landlord. I don't know!
Go Fug Yourself is so much less interesting without comments. Drives me to Manolo.
This is going to lead to Sophia having hundreds of wild chihuahuas living in her walls and swearing to the landlord that she doesn't hear them, isn't it?
Or can you just tell the landlord that a friend who didn't know the rule gave you
two
kittens, and if he can't make an exception then you'll have to give them both away because they can't be separated?
I may be totally craxy in suggesting this, or just over-influenced by my most recent ex-landlord, who made up for being a tenant-neglectful slob by also being emotionally labile and easily manipulated.
ita, there's always the Oh No They Didn't livejournal, too.
This is going to lead to Sophia having hundreds of wild chihuahuas living in her walls and swearing to the landlord that she doesn't hear them, isn't it?
Only if we're lucky. Cuz I would pay cash money to see that.
I strung a landlord on for two years (she wanted a pet deposit) by claiming I was just cat-sitting for my boyfriend.
I don't HAVE a boyfriend.
I agree, ita. Go Fug...was better when there were craxy people posting.