Happy almost-St.-Patrick’s-Day Caturday.
Last week when my roommate asked me what I was doing for this fine holiday I responded with, “When is it?” Adam had the exact same response on a separate occasion. We are old and lame. This time last year I was on the world’s biggest bar crawl riding a damn mechanical bull by like 2pm.
This year this time I’m, um, in bed with Weaz.
Cats. Always constant.
One of my cats (who shall remain nameless RALPHIE) threw up on the kitchen counter yesterday. And this, basically, is why I don’t have children. Basically.
I realize the cats shouldn’t be on the counter to begin with but have you ever tried to train a cat? Getting a cat off a counter is like getting me off the internet. Ain’t nobody got time for that.
Should I tell people on a food-heavy blog that my cat threw up on the counter? Probably not.
Here are some well-trained dogs instead.
It’s not just a cat thing! I feel like my cocker spaniel throws up all the time – especially when I seem to just be leaving the house!
Weaz’s close ups are the best. So photogenic!
I could only aspire to be as photogenic as your kitties. They are adorbs.
Yea I have completely given up any hope of training my cat. Yelling at her for doing something only guarantees that she will now try to do that thing more often.
I lived with my best friend a few years ago who had never lived with cats before (sad I know). I get this very angry text at work that says YOUR CATS WERE ON THE COUNTER AGAIN AND THEY’RE KNOCKING STUFF OFF THE TABLES!!!! YOU NEED TO TRAIN YOUR CATS!!!!!!!
Silly girl she is.
HAHAHA. Little did she know it was the roommate who needed to be trained…