Living with a Junkie.....
I hate living with a junkie. He is getting really annoying, I don't know how he'll ever kick the habit. He is always bothering me for a quick fix, and I don't even use the stuff. Its like I can't get a moment of peace when he is around and in need of a fix. Every time he's bored or strung out he gets on my case. When he's high, he gets paranoid and spazzes out. Now he's learned where I keep his stash. Every time I walk past the kitchen drawer where his Catnip is, he freaks out, starts running in circles around my feet, meowing and yaowling at me, and reaching up to try to grab onto the drawer. The only way to appease him is to sprinkle some catnip on the carpet and watch him roll himself into a stupor then run around high as a kite, until he bumps into something and gets paranoid and goes and hides and waits to come back down.
Then the vicious cycle starts over again. But he's my baby, he's an old man, he's almost 14 yrs old, so I humor him.
Then the vicious cycle starts over again. But he's my baby, he's an old man, he's almost 14 yrs old, so I humor him.