Had an apartment ina pet free building. Then one of the units caught fire. When the landlord arrived, everyone was outside with their dogs, cats, birds and the fire department was inside still looking for a pet skunk that had escaped. That was a fun morning. Landlord just left. No one got in trouble for their pets. And yes, the skunk was saved!

At one apartment we lived at you could have cats but not dogs. I had a very large black cat. One day I was bringing him home from the vet and carried him in my arms. The property manager saw me and when I went back out to my car to get his carrier and my purse the property manager told me I wasn't allowed to have dogs. When I told him I didn't have any dogs he asked about the black dog he just saw me carrying. I laughed and told him that was my cat and he could come see if he wanted. He told me it was alright he believed me. Weeks later the property manager saw me and told him he saw my cat on the balcony one day and it was one of the biggest cats he had ever seen.

My parents hid a cat from their landlord in their first apartment, which had a no-pets policy. The cat insisted on sleeping in a window where everyone could see her. Obviously the landlord found out but he never said anything about it other than “that’s a pretty cat you’ve got there!”.

We were looking at an apartment and realized they didn’t take pets. At all. The owner really liked us; newly married, very polite. She asked if we had a picture of her. It was 1991, but I had a few wedding pictures and a couple of photos of Sammy in my purse.

She said, “She looks very small. Must be a miniature Siamese.”

I was like, “No, just cat sized.”

She said, “I’m CERTAIN she’s a miniature. I COULD ALLOW a miniature.”

So our lease says, Miniature Siamese, and she didn’t ask us to pay any extra.

And that was what it was like in the olden days, kids!

I had an illegal cat when living in a student room. Pets weren't allowed but hell if I was to live without a cat. One of my friends lived in the same house and had cats as well, she told me the landlord hardly ever came round, so took my chances. Had an awesome time with my little cat, she helped me not be lonely (first time on my own). But of course, after about a year, the landlord came by unexpectedly and she greeted him happily. Sigh. He told me she had to go. I was so upset, didn't know what to do. And even though I was already an adult, my father called the landlord and managed to convince the man to let me keep her for the remaining 8 months I'd be living there (there was a fixed moment since I had to go study abroad and would move out). Always loved my dad for it. And of course the landlord was awesome for allowing it. Bought him a big bottle of expensive booze as a thank you.
The cat sadly died last year, she was 16 and had always stayed my little girl. She hated most people but loved my now husband. Loved her and still miss her.

I lived in a small basement apartment and rescued a sick, elderly cat. He wasn't capable of jumping up into the windowsills so I didn't have to worry about that. I came home one night around 3 am and caught the building supervisor (lived across the hall from me) taking out trash and there was a cat standing in the doorway. We both froze for a moment and then I told him I'd keep quiet about his secret cat if he would let me hide mine during inspections and he agreed.

Now we have a couple of nearly identical cats so they get merged into a single pet on applications. My spouse and I have started collecting letters about our cleanliness as pet owners whenever we move to give to the next landlord and so far it's worked out well.

Got invited out to lunch with just his mom, I thought to get to know me one on one. NOooo, she started by saying anything she says can be shared with her son, she doesn't want secrets. Then the b******t starts, do I know his friends don't like me? Do we wear condoms? I told ex about it after, he brings it up to her, she says she never said any of it and I'm a liar. He believed her. Thank God she showed me what I was getting into before it was too late.

One renovation that I’ve considered from time to time, if I were to redo the bathroom, is to get a Japanese-style soaker tub. In a modern, easy-to-clean material, not a truly traditional Japanese tub.
I like that they take up less floor space. And I’m not one to recline in a conventional tub. Just let me have a nice deep hot soak. And save space for a larger shower.

"Open shelving in kitchens is something we install but always replace later."
Why contractors avoid it:
🔸 Everything requires constant dusting (grease + dust = grime)
🔸 Forces perfect organization or looks cluttered
🔸 Reduces usable storage by ~40% versus cabinets
🔸 Items in regular rotation develop visible "clean spots"
🔸 Most clients call within 2 years to add doors
Compromise: One small section of open shelving for display only.

"I'd never put marble countertops in a kitchen that's actually used for cooking.":
🔸 Etches from lemon juice, vinegar, wine (all cooking staples)
🔸 Stains from olive oil, tomato sauce, and berries
🔸 Requires sealing every 3-6 months (most owners forget)
🔸 Shows wear patterns around sink and prep areas
🔸 Often looks worse after 2 years than quality laminate
Alternative: Quartzite gives the marble look with granite durability.

The working homeless. People who work full time and live out their cars. The lack of social parachute is disgusting for such a rich country. It doesn't care about the people but the rich buggers who own it.

And the idiots vote for it to continue and get worse.