The Last Straw
I'm not sure I can do this much longer. I woke up this morning to more poop and puke. And a cat who I caught redhandded peeing in my favorite bra. My favorite one. After I briefly contemplated murder, and started my third load of laundry since Sunday, I threw myself down on my bed, face down in my cat hair covered pillow (ew.), and cried. I don't know what to do. Short of the murder option. Anyone want a cat??
2 comments:
Hmm, an uncle with a gun and a bullet is very helpful.
I guess my feelings about nuisance animals are a bit extreme. Hope you find a solution that works for you.
hi! I arrived to your blog by chance and I´ve enjoyed very much reading it.
I understand what you feel about your bra and your cat... i feel the same when my things are broken, lost or like your bra in this case...
Good luck reparing it!
I will keep on reading your blog ;)
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