It’s been two days and the homeless guy is still sitting in our recliner. His shopping cart of cats has disappeared but the smell has gotten worse. He refuses to speak to me directly and waves Dracula over to whisper into his ear then Dracula relays his message to me. Dracula says he is his vassal. You don’t need a vassal Dracula. I am going to my uncle’s house for the weekend and I don’t want him here when I get back. Take him to a shelter; this man needs real help from professionals.