I was mean to my cats today. First I tried to rip mats (tangles) out of Precious's fur and got out 2 big ones that covered the space of my hand. No wonder he meowed and ran under the bed. Then I strapped those evil harnesses on them. Precious went outside for 10 minutes and then came in with me when I got Frodo. My cats hate being alone. Chase Frodo and get it harness on. Now he needs incessent petting to come outside. I had to break down and carry him out the door. He creeped out to the stairs. Precious meows in impatience and runs upstairs. Then he runs inside the apartment and jumps on the cupboards. OK. Sit with Frodo and he slowly comes downstairs. Precious meows and let him back out. We spend the whole hour in the stairwell. Frodo came to the outside door but ran when I got the leash ready to clip on. Come back from our walk and I put on the flea medicine. When I left, I reached over to pet them good-bye and they refused to let me touch them. I'm so mean.
Oh then yesterday a guy at work showed a graduate invitation and pictures. I asked if she is his granddaughter. No, his daughter. Oops. He said, I'm not that old. I replied, Congratulations now you get to pay for college. A chill went down his spine. Nothing else to report. Post later. Bye!
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