I'm having a bit of an off day today.
I drove home from Derek's this morning so I could get ready for work. I'm still half asleep when I walk in the door but the cats want their wet food NOW. Right MEOW! I give them wet food in the morning and at night because it supposedly will fill Bosco up so he'll eat less crunchies and be less fat. This is not working. Instead it just makes both of them kitty demons screaming for food.
So I walk in the door and go to the fridge only to realize I have no wet food left. This is awesome. I throw my flip flops on and run across the street to the convenience store to pay a fortune for one can of cat food. I wonder how old it is but then I remember it's cat food in a can and if I come back empty handed the cats will revolt.
Get back home. Cats fed. Hop in shower. While in my towel recently showered I hear the sound of two cats fighting. My cats. I run out of the bathroom and break it up and tell them to "cut it out" because of course cats understand English. I also call Bosco a shit head because he most likely started it.
I get on the T to go to work. A Russian guy stands in front of my with a scare on his face. The cats have hired a hit man.
All I wanted was a blueberry bagel but when I go to Au Bon Pain they didn't have any. I had to get cinnamon raisin. These are real problems.
I think this all started with the not so good food at trivia last night. Worst nachos ever. We also didn't win but we did have Todd, Meg and Eric join us. Oh and I got a bonus question right winning $5 dollars towards our next visit. Apparently I know Michael Jackson's middle name (Joseph)? I can't wait to use that $5 coupon on crappy nachos.
Well I wasn't aware of MJ's middle name, so I think that counts as real trivia. I know what it's like to run out of the food your cat likes. One of ours has a sensitive stomach and so she has to have proper wet food. Now she has expensive tastes. If we feed her anything else she won't eat it, and meow, and then she'll meow more because she's hungry and wants feeding. I think I've told her a few times "If you stop screeching at me to feed you for five seconds, you'd realise I'm going to feed you."
ReplyDeletethey never listen but we keep talking to them
DeleteI definitely would have gotten that trivia question wrong. My dogs start acting way too hyper at least an hour before they need to be fed. Why do we have pets again?
ReplyDeleteSomething about love and affection and fun. They never mention the poop, vomit and annoying before feeding time.
DeletePoor Ginny. I call days like that "death by a thousand paper cuts". Nothing catastrophic happens, but all the little things gang up on you at once.
ReplyDeleteIf it makes you feel any better, I've encountered a lot of people having an off day today. I think it's the weather. :-\
death by a thousand paper cuts. That's a good way to describe this day. Ha ha
DeleteYou need to turn this day around, pronto! At least it's Friday, right?
ReplyDeleteMy mom's cat used to walk on the stove all the time. She used to tell him not to and he never listened. Then one day she was like, "Keep going, asshole. Yeah. Walk on the stove." Then of course he burned his little stupid paws and cried. So you would think he would stop walking on the stove forever because he hurt himself.
ReplyDeleteNo. Cats are dumb.