Oct 14, 2005 18:47
I have an addiction to the tops of 2 liter bottles and water bottles. I am not sure why the sound of them skittering across the floor makes me do happy skips of glee but I know chasing them at 2 AM brings a profanity and a pillow lobbed at my general direction. My domestic seems to have no sense. She goes to bed at ten PM after wasting a valuable nights playing on sleep.
I will admit its my day long cat naps that energize my bottle cap chasing and if I can sink my claws in toilet paper. Ooooooohhh there's something about shredding it on the living room floor. I feel a certain tingle of excitement just talking about the debauchery of it all. Let me squeeze the Charmin I beg you..
Hmmmpf, the domestic wants her computer back, FINE, what ever. Maybe I will go... find some Kleenex to shred.
xxoo
lucky
PS
Stay tuned for when I start my cat interviews. I feel the need for a balanced well done interview, with Jeeters. I aspire to follow in his paw prints.