so mad at my cat.
i just chased my cat rocky...the kitten rather...down my flight of stairs and back up them into my apartment....i came home from a lovely night of hanging out with keith, ashby, and leigh (koone stopped by for a bit) watching a lesbian horror flick (it was awful but hilarious)...and i unlock my door..and rocky BOLTS out the door...granted i wasn't home all day but jesus...so i threw my stuff inside the door and ran to get him....then i realized the door was open and humphrie who is NOTORIOUS for getting out and staying outside forEVER is still in the apartment...so i go back, slam the door, and start walking fast like to get rocky...he's moving faster as i move...then all of a sudden he runs up the other set of stairs on the other side of the complex up to our story...damn cat...i didn't get my door shut all the way and he pushed himself inside....where humphrie was sitting perplexed as to all the commotion.
this is why i am NOT going to have kids...the cats are ENOUGH.
but i do love them....even if they are asshats sometimes.
this is why i am NOT going to have kids...the cats are ENOUGH.
but i do love them....even if they are asshats sometimes.