She Dumped Me and Left My Cat in a Shelter

My toxic ex-girlfriend broke up with me via a sticky note on the fridge, packed her things, and secretly took my purebred Maine Coon cat that I raised since he was a kitten. She blocked my number and vanished.

Two days later, a local animal shelter called me because his microchip scanned my account. The cruel bitch didn't even keep him—she just dumped him at a high-kill city shelter because she knew it would destroy me.

I got my boy back, but I wanted pure chaos for her career.

She works as a high-end corporate recruiter and is completely obsessed with her professional reputation. I took the official shelter intake forms, which explicitly showed her signature, her ID, and the reason she wrote for dropping him off: "Moving away, don't want the asset anymore."

I printed 200 copies, drove to her corporate office building at midnight, and wallpapered the entire glass entrance lobby and her boss’s office door with them.

When she walked into work this morning, her entire floor was staring at her like she was a monster. Her biggest corporate client pulled their account within an hour because the CEO is a massive animal rights donor. She was let go before lunch. Don't touch my cat.