Just Another Day in My Life

Yup, when I get home from running errands after work and all those cups of water are telling me to make a beeline for the loo. . .



. . . and on the carpet, right in the path to the loo, is something that makes me (1) scream--my memory is fuzzy but I suspect I broke the second commandment--and. . .



(Note: semi-graphic nature picture below. View at your own risk. And put down your beverage.)











. . . (2) force myself to say, "Good kitty. What an excellent huntress." And pretty much mean it.



Yes, that is blood splatter on the recipe pages I was trying to save. She's getting a little sloppy in her advancing years. I don't know why the apartment community is charging me so I can have a cat. I think they should be paying her.

UPDATE: I e-mailed the picture to my mom, and she said, "He is rather big--maybe the mob boss. . ." Maybe this will send a message to the rest of the mob--trespassers will be splatted!

Comments

Amy Giglio said…
uuggghhhhh!!! This has been happening at my house too. I am so skeeved!
Kate P said…
Yup. Skeeved but relieved. Better dead than in my bed. (Come to think of it, that happened the first month I was in my last apartment. Ew!)
nightfly said…
My kitty used to BRING THEM to the bed, paying tribute to the kindly two-legged overlords who kept her out of the rain. She was a good kitty too.
Kate P said…
Were they, um, deceased? Ewww. But way to go, kitty! I'm so sorry your kitty isn't around anymore. I miss the one I used to have, too.

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