I'm "working right now at a Gymnastics tournament. I had nothing better to do, until a brilliant thought tickled my brain, -why not make a post? So by golly, friends, that's what I decided to do.
My sister recently went to London and I am in the process of cat-sitting. This is NOT as fun as it sounds. Don't get me wrong, I love cats just about as much as the average cat lover, but this cat has some serious issues. I was gone for one, that's right, one day, and when I got back this cat would seriously not leave me alone. I would be watching tv, and she'd be sitting on my lap. When I went to the bathroom, she was there. When I would be walking through the house, she would weave in between my legs and then got mad at me if I would step on her tail. When I would go to sleep, she wouldn't just be sleeping beside me, she would be ontop of me, on my head, in my armpit, between my legs, and when I woke up this morning, right in front of my face staring at me. Mittens, I love you and even though you are cute and in some ways resemble a sloth, could you please just leave me alone!?
....And one last story to delight your retinas, this morning when I was realy working in the store, this man came in in full on pajamas, including robe and slippers. He told me he was sick. He didnt look so sick to me.
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