Sunday, December 5, 2010

Meet My Cat. Live My Pain.


My cat has a problem. An addiction. She has bottomed out and now we must pick up the pieces. (Please note: Tasha's kitty litter is NOT in the bathroom. She has no reason to be there, only sad, sad needs.)

2 comments:

  1. why do you sound like an old jewish man?

    And I think Tasha is just fine. Why are you constantly labelling her?!? You're giving her a complex.

    If Tasha could talk, aren't you worried she might say "YOU. I learned it from YOU Dad!"

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  2. My cat also refuses to drink out of any still bowls of water, preferring the toilet or sink as sources of refreshment. I try to be understanding, but so far I'm not understanding enough to buy one of those cat water fountains. I suppose I might be if he started trying to drink out of the bathroom sink while I brush my teeth, but I have a drippy kitchen faucet to thank for the fact that he doesn't (and the cat hairs in said kitchen sink).

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