Me: (trying to amuse Dante after his neuter appointment) Hey, Dante! Look what Mama got for you today! New balls!
Dante: **stares**
Me: Oh . . . I guess I didn’t think that one through . . .
Me: (trying to amuse Dante after his neuter appointment) Hey, Dante! Look what Mama got for you today! New balls!
Dante: **stares**
Me: Oh . . . I guess I didn’t think that one through . . .
I’ve had many cats in my life. After all those years of feline companionship, I’ve come to expect certain behaviors of my pets. For example, if I, say, throw a ball for my cat, I’d expect it to:
I didn’t expect this:
(Sorry for the crappy quality. I took the video with my Blackberry.)
What I promised myself I would do today:
What I actually did today:
Him: (from the kitchen) Tomorrow we’re going to try something different!
Me: **concerned look**
Him: Duckling!
Me: **concerned look**
Him: It tastes like chicken.
Me: Then why buy duck? Isn’t chicken cheaper?
Him: Ok, it doesn’t taste like chicken.
Today’s theme is pretty much “I’m really freaken bored and sorta still in pain so I’m going to try to distract myself by writing a bunch of random stuff that somehow will pass for a coherent post.” Enjoy.
Never Have I Ever . . .
. . . gone cow tipping. I also fail to understand how anyone considers this entertainment.
. . . been out of the country. I don’t even have a passport.
. . . read the Harry Potter books. I did cave and read the Twilight series, however.
. . . been able to whistle. And, yes, it bothers me.
. . . eaten a Twinkie. Something about them makes me want to hurl.
. . . held a firearm. Yet there’s one in my house.
. . . voted. I KNOW. I don’t follow politics, so I’ve never felt like I could make an informed decision in an election.
. . . gone clubbing. Not even in my college days.
. . . Twittered? Tweeted? Yeah, that.
. . . waxed any part of my body. Cause, you know, ouch.
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