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Take the Special K challenge
Jan. 8th, 2005 10:22 amSpecial K wants you to swap two of your meals a day with Special K. Oh yeah. That's lasting happiness.
It is a lovely morning, that started off fairly normally. Max is sleeping at my feet. Sascha is more of a nocturnal rover, so he comes from wherever he has been once he realizes I am stirring, and comes to lay on my chest for morning cuddles. Sascha leaves, Max saunters up from the end of the bed to say his mornings to us both.
I languish a bit, wishing that drum practice could be accomplished while I sleep. Not so. Shit. I roll out of bed, shower, throw on some coffee in the ol' Mill 'n Brew.
Sascha pulls a "Lassie" and mews at me meaningfully, while I'm in the bedroom. I let Sascha lead me to what the problem is. Instead of Jimmy stuck down by the stream, I am shown the empty bowl where kibble used to and should reside. My cat, the heroic lunchmouth.
With kibble dispensed, I also realize I should check the litter status. Litter code: red. My little predators and expressed themselves in litter art. I call this piece, "Prelude to a Woman Cleaning the Catbox".
Okay, back to drum practice, and then to lessons.
It is a lovely morning, that started off fairly normally. Max is sleeping at my feet. Sascha is more of a nocturnal rover, so he comes from wherever he has been once he realizes I am stirring, and comes to lay on my chest for morning cuddles. Sascha leaves, Max saunters up from the end of the bed to say his mornings to us both.
I languish a bit, wishing that drum practice could be accomplished while I sleep. Not so. Shit. I roll out of bed, shower, throw on some coffee in the ol' Mill 'n Brew.
Sascha pulls a "Lassie" and mews at me meaningfully, while I'm in the bedroom. I let Sascha lead me to what the problem is. Instead of Jimmy stuck down by the stream, I am shown the empty bowl where kibble used to and should reside. My cat, the heroic lunchmouth.
With kibble dispensed, I also realize I should check the litter status. Litter code: red. My little predators and expressed themselves in litter art. I call this piece, "Prelude to a Woman Cleaning the Catbox".
Okay, back to drum practice, and then to lessons.
