Dear Bob,
I wish we could find a good place for you. I selfishly want you in my own house. But unfortunately my cats Charlie and Jack do not. Charlie attacks you if he gets the chance and you try to attack Jack to establish a pecking order. We've been trying since July, but none of you are really getting along. I hate having to lock you up when you are inside with us.
I'm afraid to send you to someone else. I'm afraid you'll go outside and try to return to your outside home.
I don't know how to make your life good, Bob. I hope we figure it out, soon - for your sake.
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