Wednesday, November 20, 2013
Well That Was Rude Wednesday
In the wee hours, Mom and I were headed towards the bed. In the dark. I knew she was there but I guess she didn't see ME. Hoomins have no senses, I swear.
So we collided. People, she actually stepped on my toes! She apologized so I was gracious about accepting. And then:
"I'm glad it was you and not Leia. You're the feline equivalent of the Washington Memorial."
???<>! Mom! (I don't really know what the Washington Memorial is, but I'm thinking it must be big).
This is what I have to live with. No respect.
PS: My official lab report came back. Nothing to worry over.