Tuesday, February 14, 2006
Smell the Roses
If today hasn't been fabulous enough, my cat just crapped a turd that has the potential to peel the paint from the walls. All 800 layers. I swear, he lept from the box and ran full speed down the hallway. "HERE MOM! Smell THIS!" A few seconds pass and I realize that I small creature has died in the litter box. I then hear 8 tiny paws galumphing down the hallway. Both boys sit immediately next to the litterbox to watch me scoop it as if to say, "Did you smell that?! Man that's the best I've ever done! I swear I've been working on that one for DAYS!" Holy mackeral. I ain't lyin' folks. We might be sleepin' with the window cracked tonight. Whew!