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!
. . . 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!
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