ridiculous_dog_lady

Got home after 9:30 pm (catch-up day from 3 days out of office at yet another meeting) and our warehouse sale preparations has me almost at the point that will get the writers in the crowd booing.

Books. I hate them all. A lot.

At least my work hours mean I get off light on the cat sitting. My mornings go something like this.

Cat: Let me ooooooouuuuuttttt!!!

Sub-Monkey: K. Come do e-mail with me.

Cat: Sub-monkey, I'm bored. Entertain me.

Sub-monkey: You want entertained before I get coffee. I have an entertaining idea, I'll open the door to the big hairy beast so he can come say "hi".

Cat: Sub-moooonnnnkkkkkeeeyyy, you're mean.

Sub-monkey: Ayuh. Now rumble quietly at my feet or I'll get the hairy thing.

Cat: RRRRuuuuuuuppppppp! Your spelling is miserable.

Sub-monkey: Grunt.