Pardon me ma'm, I think I smell your cat burning...
I was just sitting on the couch peacefully reading a magazine when I heard a pained yowl, saw a streak of black&orange&white&cream&tan head for the basement and smelled burning hair. Um, was the cat on fire? Yes, actually she was.She had jumped on the stove to inspect the spaghetti and stepped on the burner. Her little toes are burned. That, coupled with shooting her up with every vaccine known to man on Friday (she slept and limped around all weekend), makes me wonder how anyone ever survives children. She's just a cat!
posted by Me @ 19:04
1 Comments:
kids don't have as much hair, so they don't light up quite as easily ... at least, that's what i hear.
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