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August 4, 2005
I hate cats
I've written before about our "problem-child."
I knew when I left this morning that I needed to take care of the litter boxes when I got home tonight - but I wasn't prepared to walk into a family room that reaked of cat waste.
The bloody animal had soiled it's cage. I barely contained my anger as I unceramoniously dumped the beast onto the back balcony and set to work trying to clean up it's mess. Fortunately I had the sense to put a barrier layer of plastic sheeting between the carpet bottom of the cage and the "real" carpet. Small consolation.
I'm so done dealing with that animal.
To add insult to injury, one of the other two decided that the house is his personal vomitorium and decorated our bedroom floor. While you might argue I can't rationally get mad for a cat being sick, I'm not exactly in a rational state of mind at the moment...
Posted by dberger at August 4, 2005 6:49 PM