Four in the morning...
...still no call. What am I to think, do I matter at all?
Okay, nothing bad's going on. The cat (the 20 pounder) was working hard to wake me up (which he finally managed to do by having a hairball). Apparently the real reason was because he was too scared to go downstairs to the potty by himself in our new digs.
Did I mention he's 20 POUNDS????
Anyway, now I'm sitting here with an old Honeymoon Suite song in my head and grateful (again) that I don't have a job to get to in the morning - LOL.
Okay, nothing bad's going on. The cat (the 20 pounder) was working hard to wake me up (which he finally managed to do by having a hairball). Apparently the real reason was because he was too scared to go downstairs to the potty by himself in our new digs.
Did I mention he's 20 POUNDS????
Anyway, now I'm sitting here with an old Honeymoon Suite song in my head and grateful (again) that I don't have a job to get to in the morning - LOL.