May 14, 2013

  • Surprise!

    It took me three hours to drive home in the shitty traffic. When I park and walk up the stairs who do I see at the entrance but my pet cat glaring at me through the screen door screaming bloody murder.

     

    Apparently in my rush to leave on Sunday I forgot to shut the door and leave food for the cat. The little bastard threw a temper tantrum from me being gone two days and decided to slash open the bag of food so that it was a warzone in the kitchen. I looked at the feline in the eyes after seeing the mess and she looked back at me with the most pissed off face I have ever seen on a cat while she made meowing noises that I feel would have meant something along the lines of 'Fuck you, I never wanted this to happen, you forced my hand. Now clean this fucking mess, you bitch. Meow.'

     

     

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