Archive for the ‘Cats’ Category
Instant Karma got me? (This cat’s sh** did)
I guess I deserve it, or perhaps I should just be lucky that nothing harmful happened to me. I’ve been so pre-occupied with myself, that I’ve been ignoring others (not deliberately).
So while at home, my roommate’s cat (Gizmo) was in my room while I was occupied, probably on one of my many social networking profiles. The being in my room is not so much a problem, but this would have been a really great time for a him to speak (if he could). Because I closed the door behind me and Gizmo was there for about an hour. And from the looks of it, Gizmo had to take a shit.
The picture is not mean to endorse Arm & Hammer products; but let’s just say I hope it works. Sigh
WTF? Seriously? For Cats?
posting a link from a @guykawaski tweet . Seriously, WTF?

Cats in drag?
I’m happy when it rains

MMMM, Coffee
I’m getting to the home stretch of my sabbatical and today is just perfect for staying in and catching up on my thoughts. I tend to store “thoughts” away for a rainy day (pun intended) and address them when most appropriate.
I had a great night yesterday; met Michael for drinks at Jade, then headed to Amelie to meet up with Wendy & Erik to enjoy a nice glass of Malbec (and scarf on their cheese plate). Michael and I then went to Brick to eat (they have some damn good meat). I woke up to raindrops and a good feeling about “things” in general.
Gizmo is still sick, so I dropped him off at the Vet and I’m hanging at my friend Jenny’s house (she lives around the corner from the Vet) until they release him. Being in someone’s home always brings awkwardness. Like do you use their toilet for #2 or not? I would allow someone to drop the kids off at my place, so the answer is YES, right?
I thought it was too, then Rocky gave me this look:

So I’m just gonna hold it (the thought)
“Talking fast on the edge of nothing, I would break my back for you”
If I could only do this with stupid people…
Bryana was trying to eat dinner, so I volunteered to keep Stella busy by using the oldest (and best) “keep kitty occupied” trick in the book; the laser pointer. And it got me thinking, wouldn’t it be great if anytime you were dealing with a really stupid person, you could just pull out a laser pointer? Not catching my drift, just envision that stupid person in the place of the kitten: