Cleaning the cat litter is not my favorite chore. (and I'm thinking that sentence is probably totally unnecessary because why would it be any one's favorite chore?)
Anyhow, I was cleaning the cat litter, putting everything in the little baggy thing, daydreaming about whatever else I would rather be doing, not paying any attention to the odd little thumping noise that I normally don't hear when I do this delightful task.
So, when I'm finished, I look down and what do I see?
All the cat "contributions" all over the floor.
Because the baggy thing has a hole in it the size of my head! (not that I measured. Because it did have cat contributions that passed through it. Besides, we all know that plastic bags are not toys.)
Hrumpf.
So here's to what promises to be an interesting day.
May yours be one as well. (Without cat whatnots all over the floor, of course.)
5 comments:
Lord, please bless Karen this day, fill her with peace and joy. In Jesus' Name I pray. Amen.
Haha. Oscar looks smug. "Silly human peon. I make you clean up my poo."
Bless your heart. That stinks. Really, like, it actually stinks. Every time I change the litter I have a fear of rupture.
I do hope your day gets better and just said a little prayer that your socks were knocked off by how it turned around!
Ah Karen that is one chore I never did like... I want you to know that i'm ok, I know that the Lord will provide, and I want you to know I value you as my friend...
You are in my prayers...
Connie
GBU
That is one chore I bequeath to the children. Linds brings her cat home and it stays in her room and bath. I trained our cat to go outside, but it is not fail-safe either. My daughter got a new puppy so here we go again...
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