Oh man what a dreadful morning...
My mom and I overslept so we were both running quite late. I start my usual morning by getting in touch with friends as well as playing Animal Crossing (very important) then I have to take a morning pill while my mom takes care of the cats. About an hour later, breakfast has been made and I stumble out to the living room with my phone.
"Be careful, Mariel. Chloe and Belle have been leaving poop marks on the puppy pads" mom warns me. Did I REALLY have to hear this just as I'm about to have a CHOCOLATE DOUGHNUT!?
So I sit down, have my breakfast, no problem. Well, Chloe (our elderly 19 year old cat) jumps off the loveseat to reveal a huge brown mark on one of the pads. I sigh in disgust, get up from the couch, and change the pads to save mom some labor. "Is this actually what our morning is gonna be like???" I think to myself contemplating whether or not I may or may not be crazy. So I plop back down on the couch and finish my breakfast, just as I'm about to take my morning vitamins, our 4 year old cat, Belle, jumps on the back of the couch. Annnnd you all know where this is going.
As my dad says! "Its Turdtastic!"
I think it'd be safer for me to hide out in the basement today so I won't have traumatic flashbacks of this morning. Until then, I'll be planning on watching my favorite Thanksgiving movie on Netflix.
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