Underwear in hand this morning to get my day going, I got
distracted by a cat and went off to tend to my herd’s needs.
And then I couldn’t find my underwear.
I had literally “dropped my drawers” to take care of my
cats.
I promise not to drop any grandchildren or a good glass of wine
for the cats, but I know believe I can officially say, “I’ve dropped everything
for my cats.”
Lest you think I’m some shuttered in cat lady, it isn’t all
snuggles and fresh litter among us.
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Pi in the Sky - He's not there voluntarily |
Just last week I was threatening to put them all out on the
curb
Well, so far anyway…until it isn’t my idea…and they can
officially call it their idea to climb and perch.
It's all about the cats all the time it seems. I don't know how they got so spoiled???
It's all about the cats all the time it seems. I don't know how they got so spoiled???
Just herding cats.
*I titled this entry “interlude” since there will probably
be more cat commentaries along the way.