All Pussy…All The Time

 

Guys…last night we found a young cat who appears stray, just as a dust storm was coming…soooo, now, I seem to own a cat. While I’ve certainly been around cats, I’ve never even considered owning one, so this creature in my house, is no less baffling and exotic to me, as if I had taken in a fully grown Rhino.

I apologize for what will surely be WEEKS of cat posts.

Me: Guess who didn’t sleep a wink last night!  (Note: there may be more than one correct answer.)

Ryan: I’m guessing the cat, your daughter, and YOU!

Me: DING! DING! DING!

Ryan: Yay! I win! What’s my prize?

Me: A cat!!!

Ryan: I’d like an opportunity to change my answer.

Summer’s Eve WISHES They Had My Vinegar Collection

Caolinn: (looking in the fridge) “Okay, why do we have five different kinds of mustard?  No house needs five different kinds of mustard.”

Me: (blank stare)

Caolinn: “What?”

Me: “I don’t know how it happened without me knowing about it, but you were clearly somehow adopted.”

Caolinn: “I can only dream.”