*rolls eyes*

[lasciviae]

Was awakened at 6 am by the some dumb hound who knocked over the entire ironing station. I am fried at this point, I could carry a kangaroo in the bags under my eyes, and just feel as though every time I get ahead in this household, I end up three steps back, most likely from tripping over a hound. Oh and the less said about me chasing the garbage

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[tarotgoddess]

I read your post and thought, ya know, there's not a thing I can say to that. Except . . . I got up at 3:30 this morning and opened the front door to let some air in and saw 6 kittens camped out by my front stoop. They ran off and I have a big crate to try to lure them.
sigh
I have 9 cats. I dont' need 6 kittens.