[suspiciously] Are we all positive the weekend didn't get skipped somehow and it's actually Monday? Due to a wrinkle in the time-space continuum or something?
I've mentioned the fancy self-cleaning cat litter box Kirstin gave me for Christmas, right?
Well, Boots got with the program, but Zeus has been a holdout. This morning . . . early, before I even woke up Dmitry for school . . . I noticed Zeus squatting here in the living room.
Squatting cats are Not Good. Not good at all.
Rushed over, scolding and swatting, but she kept right on squatting. Picked her up and determinedly strode towards the kitchen, intending to place Stupid Cat on the Official Cat Elimination Receptacle.
Unfortunately I was unaware Stupid Cat was, er, persevering in what she was regrettably doing, but I figured it out real fast . . . as soon as I hit the puddle on the tile floor in the entry hall, skidded, and fell. (I'm fine, BTW.)
Now if that's not a Mondayish sort of occurance, I dunno what is.
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