idiosyncrasies
spargelkohl has tagged me to do a meme. I doubt anybody even reads me anymore since I haven't posted in months, but here are my 5 idiosyncrasies:
1) I don't know how to cover my poop. I know what motion I'm supposed to make, I just fail in the execution and end up scratching the floor or the wall. Thus the poop remains uncovered.
2) I have to knock things off any flat surface I pass.
3) At 4:45am, regardless of how much food is still in my dish, I WILL meow until you get up and feed me or kick me out of the room.
4) I am a knuckleball pitcher for the Boston Red Sox.
5) If one of my humans is trying to rescue me from derwunderwelpe's butt licking, I will sink my teeth or my claws into that human's skin and draw blood.
1) I don't know how to cover my poop. I know what motion I'm supposed to make, I just fail in the execution and end up scratching the floor or the wall. Thus the poop remains uncovered.
2) I have to knock things off any flat surface I pass.
3) At 4:45am, regardless of how much food is still in my dish, I WILL meow until you get up and feed me or kick me out of the room.
4) I am a knuckleball pitcher for the Boston Red Sox.
5) If one of my humans is trying to rescue me from derwunderwelpe's butt licking, I will sink my teeth or my claws into that human's skin and draw blood.