Speaking of blogging about my cat.
I found a flea tonight. On my bed.
I don't think I can handle this relationship anymore. I love her to pieces, love the company, but am not loving the coming home from church Sunday morning to the smell o' cat spray. Nor the snags on my clothes, and the having to toss her out of my room because I simply cannot sleep with her pouncing all over me.
I think I was in love with love. Rebound relationships never work. What to do, what to do?
**Updated!** She has ways. She's being extra cute and snuggly, and didn't cry all night long.
I didn't mention, because the money is just a thing, but she will end up raising my rent by a whole tank of gas each month, with an additional nonrefundable pet deposit to the tune of my entire emergency savings fund at the moment. Just the word nonrefundable gives me hives.
The CLUWS (kim!) are trimmed - yet still I'm finding carpet shreds drifting around.
I must needs find her a good home before I get too much more attached.
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