There's a small pile of cat barf in my basement. It's been there for 3 days and I refuse to clean it. I don't care if it petrifies on the floor - SOMEBODY ELSE is going to clean up this little pile of barf for a change. It's on the only piece of carpeting in the basement (of course) and it leads into the laundry room. I suppose my sons and husband have already walked over it several times. Nobody is talking about the cat barf. We all know it's there and we're all waiting for somebody else to clean it up. I hate them. :)
Hardly looks like the same cat! The transformation from shelter to home never ceases to amaze me. I couldn't help but say "Awwwwwwwwwwwwwww" when I saw this picture.
I went to Home Sense today (for my U.S. friends: Home Sense = "TJ Maxx X 10) after the drop offs to reward myself. I meandered through the aisles and gawked at the cat statuary. (I promised David I wouldn't buy anymore "cat crap" for the house. What a grump.) I finally bought at a cute wintry wreath for my front door. It felt good to buy something I didn't need but merely wanted. Fortunately, it was only $15.00 - an affordable indulgence.
My "Hump Day Update" has officially turned into "Hump Day Ramble".... I need to start titling my blog AFTER I write.