So, why does the cat need to sit Right There? Grrrrr. This damn cat, I swear. We live a very tense cohabitation here, I tell you. This cat has lived with Woodworker since college, through squalor and mayhem. And now this cat is 15 years old and just keeps tickin'. Tick tock. I am allergic to this cat, by the way. And he scratched my baby the other day. Not happy about that. And he waits til the still of night before he begins his operatic wailing. I am so over him. I was never really under him. He came with the marriage.
And I am particularly not fond of him actually in the sink. Putting his butt in there. Gross. Likely depositing trace fecal matter. Furthering the fact that the kitchen sink is the filthiest place in the house, I suppose.
We did send this one in to Catsinsinks. Who knows. Maybe he'll become an internet sensation. Twerp.
I am going to go clean the sink.
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