So life is fairly much back on track, a little bleach taking care of the towels (that does not mean you should stop protecting your groin from my steel toed boot, Funasaurus friend. It's the principle of the thing.) and The Funasaurus generously gave up a couple of precious PlayStation hours to take my clattering car up to the mechanic's to see what the damage was.
I am still trying to work, though it is hard because I am continuing to obsess over manicure appointments and centerpiece logistics.
What have I become?
The weather has shifted, (although I hear it was just a cold front, and we are due for some nice 80s later this week) and so I turned on the heating pad, yesterday. Neither cat showed any interest at all. Tatum was busy obsessing over his mouse, what with our morning routine being purely a game of not squashing Tatum who insists on wrapping himself around our ankles squealing in anguish a meow that is as close to “meooooouse!” as possible. (The “s” is apparently tricky, in feline speak.) So I picked him up, and OH NO MUTHAFUCKA he was having NONE OF THAT, and all ten claws and 70 million little teeth were bared in a PUT-ME-DOWN-LEST-SOMEONE-HAPPEN-TO-BE-HEADED-DOWNSTAIRS-RIGHT-THIS-VERY-SECOND-TO-GET-ME-A-FAUX-MOUSE-BEEE-YATCH!
And then I set him on the heating pad, and it was like his little butt had a magnet in it. The crying stopped, the bared teeth were put away as his mighty kitty derrière swung down for full heating pad contact.
He may have had a little kitty orgasm, I'm not sure.
Sugar continues to be pissed at us all, and so our fall has begun.
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4 comments:
BWA-HA-hahaha!!
Lucky Tatum!
A heating pas,huh? I'll try to find my kitties one of those, seems handy.
I haven't been around much, either. Missed your humor. If I don't comment as much anymore, rest assured I am your most stalking of stalkers. But I'd be a happier stalker if you posted some photos of the wedding dress or whatever. Privacy, smivacy. Nosy minds want to KNOW. When's the date? So excited for you!
Lilycurly- Yeah, I just use those heating pads you can buy at the grocery store pharmacy for muscle cramps and that kind of thing. The cats LOVE them.
Mama P- Glad you are still around! And I cannot post wedding dress pics because The Funasaurus occasionally stops by, and we're still trying to pretend he doesn't know what it looks like, despite my having described it in front of him half a bazillion times. But there will be pictures post wedding, I promise!
P.S. And the date is Sept. 23. So only a little more than a week away!
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