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Taking care of this baby reminds me of when we got our last pup, and the absolute mental breakdown it threw me into. I was scared to death we'd ruin the dog and he'd maul my cat and become a danger to others. I cried when he peed on the floor every fifteen minutes because I feared he'd never be potty trained. It felt like my life was ending. Everything turned out okay, though. Now I'm on anxiety meds, and the calamity has turned into, "Ugh, a puppy?" Feels like taking care of another kitten.