Charlie Kelly
Local Business Owner and Cat Enthusiast
- Joined
- Aug 2, 2017
- Messages
- 1,467
- Likes
- 771
Well, tell it to say hi to my mom's "cat." She has a rescue cat that is terrified of everyone but her. Only three people have seen it since she adopted it 14 years ago, and so we all call it her "invisible cat." She (the cat) probably won't be too happy about your big sexy in her hiding place, as she will now have to go find a new hiding place. We don't need any more complexity going on in my mom's life!My sexy is big so it should be easy to find. Check under the bed.
Well, tell it to say hi to my mom's "cat." She has a rescue cat that is terrified of everyone but her. Only three people have seen it since she adopted it 14 years ago, and so we all call it her "invisible cat." She (the cat) probably won't be too happy about your big sexy in her hiding place, as she will now have to go find a new hiding place. We don't need any more complexity going on in my mom's life!
Nah, I work in the medical field (not a clinician, just an annoying HIM drone.) I really have to censor myself in groups when people start talking about health issues so I don't say something completely outrageous. I may not have seen it all, but I sure have read it all.If you can't see the cat, how do you know it's still there?
Variation on Schrodinger(or however his name is spelled).
Seriously, sucks what you're going through. Hope my trying to create laughs doesn't offend you. My personal belief, sometimes humor is the only thing that keeps us sane.
Are you in Mempho?Nah, I work in the medical field (not a clinician, just an annoying HIM drone.) I really have to censor myself in groups when people start talking about health issues so I don't say something completely outrageous. I may not have seen it all, but I sure have read it all.
As for the cat, at first I only saw the bed's dust ruffle fluttering.
Then I started seeing the end of her tail vanishing under the ruffle, and then her hindquarters (and tail.)
Now, I catch her frozen under the night stand, staring at me. She's starting to stay there for all of 5 seconds, maybe realizing that she'd better start being nice to me.
I think I'll recognize her when I see her if I ever have to take care of her. I think...
I am, but we are headed home first thing tomorrow. Mainly worked through an impressive honey-do list, including unlocking three online accounts, resetting all her passwords, and cooking three months’ worth of spaghetti sauce, but we did make it to Central BBQ (the one near you), where I made a spectacle of myself with their brisket. Lord have mercy.Are you in Mempho?