Paid cat hitman

Good god someone shoot me. No no not really, I can't spare any time off of free work and class. It's a bad thing when I day drift about how I get to sleep in one extra hour because of daylight savings time this weekend though.

But Lucky for you I have a story I've kept in my pocket for a treat that is today. Mom, Amy, Phil. Your probably the only readers I have left so this one is for you.

A few months ago while leaving the truck drivers house, the cat that resides in the shop jumped in through the passenger side window in the driveway. Teva, thinking Christmas had come early, proceeded to chase the cat around the back of the station wagon while I threw it into park.

I open up the back drivers side door and try and herd the cat. No Luck. Teva and I are not working well as a team on this. Knowing if I touch the cat I am destine to go inside and wash up because of kitty allergies, I throw a jacket over the cat. The cat, as I am now half way into the car, is escorted out via the backseat passenger side window. Despite my efforts I sneeze all the way home.

A couple weeks later we realize that no one has seen the cat.

Kitty kitty was the truckers ex's. Who called. To check on the cat.

And the trucker says to her.......

'Ya know no one has seen him in a while. Actually I think Amanda saw him last when he jumped into her car and she threw him out the window.'

Sweet. My head drops to my chest and I shake my head.

Stupid cat is going to get me beet up in the alley.

I somehow managed NOT to pee my pants on the drive home this afternoon.

Something about road trips with my family engraved into my brain NOT to pull over just to pee when there is only thirty miles left to get home.

I swear my eyes were yellow when I went flying past the state patrolman. I actually mouthed the words "I have to PEEEE!' when we made eye contact.

He must have understood and had a father like mine.

It even took what seemed like hours to convince my bladder that it was ok to go, and not a hallucination due to kidney eruption once I got to the house.


In other non'eurethra damaging news, Teva spent the day at the vet having some 'touch up' work done for her birthday. Everyone got a kick out of me having cosmetic work done on my dog for her birthday.....which wasn't really intentional, but did work out quite nice as a gift with a pack of greenies.

Today is my girls birthday. She of course doesnt look at day over seven.

And she is currently outside hunting chipmunks.