I am going to kill my brother. (I love you Ashdon, but right now I'm thinking your head might make a fine display upon the wall.)
Let me give you another reason why planning is useless. My beloved cat Zoe is 11 days away from being homeless. I made arrangements months ago for her to stay with my brother but he just couldn't wait to be a proud papa so he got his own cat... which is one too many in a place that doesn't allow pets!
Unfortunately, he didn't experience any crisis of conscience over harboring two cats in this place until, oh a month before I have to leave. I could have gotten my knickers in quite a knot when he told me he couldn't take her but I didn't want my baby brother incurring any ridiculous fines on my behalf.
In the wake of this news my friend Mike readily volunteered to take my precious kitty. I was so relieved until he sent her back to me with claims that she inspired his cat to projectile vomit.
@#$%!
So I find myself this morning, with less than two weeks to go, worrying about what I'm going to do with her. And then, as if he were in Murfreesboro reading my mind, my brother texts me the following, "Do your cats compete for attention?" Hmmm, I'm quick to figure things out and even quicker to judge. IT'S CONFIRMED, HE'S GOT TWO CATS NOW!!!
Note: this is what happens when you work with cute furry things. He gets it from his mother, she could never resist a stray.
"This is so unfair!" I tell him. "I'm not mad," I say "but you're starring in today's blog." In my defense, I had planned on writing about Zoe today anyway.
By the way, if you're interested, Zoe has white fur and green eyes. She likes catnip, feathers, and long naps on the couch.
Let me give you another reason why planning is useless. My beloved cat Zoe is 11 days away from being homeless. I made arrangements months ago for her to stay with my brother but he just couldn't wait to be a proud papa so he got his own cat... which is one too many in a place that doesn't allow pets!
Unfortunately, he didn't experience any crisis of conscience over harboring two cats in this place until, oh a month before I have to leave. I could have gotten my knickers in quite a knot when he told me he couldn't take her but I didn't want my baby brother incurring any ridiculous fines on my behalf.
In the wake of this news my friend Mike readily volunteered to take my precious kitty. I was so relieved until he sent her back to me with claims that she inspired his cat to projectile vomit.
@#$%!
So I find myself this morning, with less than two weeks to go, worrying about what I'm going to do with her. And then, as if he were in Murfreesboro reading my mind, my brother texts me the following, "Do your cats compete for attention?" Hmmm, I'm quick to figure things out and even quicker to judge. IT'S CONFIRMED, HE'S GOT TWO CATS NOW!!!
Note: this is what happens when you work with cute furry things. He gets it from his mother, she could never resist a stray.
"This is so unfair!" I tell him. "I'm not mad," I say "but you're starring in today's blog." In my defense, I had planned on writing about Zoe today anyway.
By the way, if you're interested, Zoe has white fur and green eyes. She likes catnip, feathers, and long naps on the couch.
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3 comments:
Awwwwwwww... poor Zoe. A homeless cat. That's not cool man, not cool at all. I hope you find a wonderful home for Zoe very soon. =]
We need a picture of Zoe pronto!
i will say that when i tried to get a dog my cat elliott threw up 5 times in about 12 hours...the last upchuck being directed at the head of the dog and had a range of about 3 feet...then again elliott is kind of special lol.
any luck finding someone for Zoe... i might know someone
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