Only three living relatives now (ie immediate family - plenty of cousins but I don't know any of them), and that's easy: my drunken, violent brother. Haven't seen him in 45 years.
Exactly. It's abuse, and a red flag for escalation - he won't stay content to abuse the cats. Even if he did, that's way over the line. Get rid of him.
When Phoebe came home after having her teeth cleaned last year, I expected Daisy might be a bit aggro because of the smells making her unfamiliar. But no, it was Phoebe who was aggro!
I don't even know how much "summer jobs" (bearing in mind we never had the enormous summer break you do, it was six weeks) were ever a thing here. I doubt it. My first job was when I was 21.