I want a kitty
So, my mom finally took off for her (so-called) vacation. Trust me, in my family, vacation is pretty much as close to hell as you can get. We don't vacation well. There's either dire sickness, some sort of freak emergency, or mind-boggling drama of some sort. In China, which I was seriously looking forward to, I got really, REALLY bad strep-throat and was not fun to be around. When we went to visit grad schools, which should have had an element of fun to it, I had about 8 canker sores from HELL and the worst sore throat ever. In Minnesota, which we all knew wasn't going to be fun to begin with, there was major family drama. What else can you expect when about 50-70 of your relatives all live in the same state and come together with the weird outsiders from Seattle? Nothing good, my friends, nothing good. Nonetheless, my mother is going on a cruise to Canada. Who the hell takes a cruise to Canada anyway? There was endless freaking out, packing issues, and too much estrogen. When you shout at somebody who is going on "vacation": "You better have fun or you're going to regret it!", nothing good can happen. I can't wait for the stories when she comes home on friday.
But I didn't get on here to talk about that.
I told my mum that we're getting another cat. No excuses, we need a pet in this house and it's going to be a cat. It's not going to be a siamese cat, although I really would like another siamese. It's going to be some poor soul that needs adopting from humane society or something. And to my astonishment, she agreed! Of course, we're also talking about the woman who agreed we could get another dog and then told me we couldn't unless I had $X to take care of it. But she can't shoot me down this time. Whiskers may have been the most expensive cat in history, but we're going to get a cat who isn't crazy young and is actually neutered. Although I'm sure that the family tradition of crazy animals will go on for all eternity. In any case, I'm pretty excited. So I decided that next month, after I get paid, whether she likes it or not, I'm adopting a cat. And maybe in a few months I can work her into letting me get a dog. My excuse for that is going to be that I can take him with me to the office. But let's not get ahead of ourselves.
But I didn't get on here to talk about that.
I told my mum that we're getting another cat. No excuses, we need a pet in this house and it's going to be a cat. It's not going to be a siamese cat, although I really would like another siamese. It's going to be some poor soul that needs adopting from humane society or something. And to my astonishment, she agreed! Of course, we're also talking about the woman who agreed we could get another dog and then told me we couldn't unless I had $X to take care of it. But she can't shoot me down this time. Whiskers may have been the most expensive cat in history, but we're going to get a cat who isn't crazy young and is actually neutered. Although I'm sure that the family tradition of crazy animals will go on for all eternity. In any case, I'm pretty excited. So I decided that next month, after I get paid, whether she likes it or not, I'm adopting a cat. And maybe in a few months I can work her into letting me get a dog. My excuse for that is going to be that I can take him with me to the office. But let's not get ahead of ourselves.