I'm such a bad mother (shut yo mouth!)
Nov. 12th, 2003 07:53 pmI got home tonight. I was feelin' good. I jogged three miles today. This is the most I have ever jogged in my life, thank you very much.
I come strutting in my house, waiting to be greeted by my to fur-lined charges, Sascha and Max. Max is the only one there. This is most unusual. They always form a two cat receiving line.
I beckon for Sascha around the house. Finally, in my bedroom, I hear a faint "mew" or two.
Oops.
Apparently, Annie's little Predator hopped in my armoir while I was hurriedly dressing this morning.
I'm just glad he didn't pee on my clothes. At least, not so I can tell, so far.
I come strutting in my house, waiting to be greeted by my to fur-lined charges, Sascha and Max. Max is the only one there. This is most unusual. They always form a two cat receiving line.
I beckon for Sascha around the house. Finally, in my bedroom, I hear a faint "mew" or two.
Oops.
Apparently, Annie's little Predator hopped in my armoir while I was hurriedly dressing this morning.
I'm just glad he didn't pee on my clothes. At least, not so I can tell, so far.