OK so after sauteing in "you're so smart mom" I should have know it wasn't going to last. After all he is a boy and it is a well known fact that boys can not remember how to hit the toilet much less remember how smart you are! With that being said I must announce to you my dears that the Chosen One has lost his mind. Yes lost his mind! I tell you he is stark raving mad!
The Chosen One has decided to bring a DOG into our CAT world. Oh dears this will simply not do! How am I expected to live with any DOG in my CAT ruled world? The Hubs is livid to say the least. I know in the end it will turn into a stinky mess I will end up cleaning however I am interested in seeing how this is all going to play out.
First of all we have a 6 year old black female (wicked) Persian CAT. Her name is Mo, you've heard me mention her before, she's the Hubs' girlfriend. He's very protective of her. She loves him just as well. Actually demands his attention from the moment he comes in the door....... She also rules the house along with his life. Next comes Deuce, our calico neurotic cat. She is a total wreck! If someone twitches she jumps. Spends most of her time hiding under beds and up over the fridge. She and Mo DO NOT get along, not even on a good day. I think it has something to do with Deuce's mom dissed Mo at the food bowel one day and since mom's gone to a better place, well let's just say Mo holds grudges....
Last but not least there is the darling of the all, the newest member of the family, our little man, Ringo! He's a 3 month old long hair gray and white domestic and full of himself. Into everything and nothing can hide from him, so full of energy and eats all the time. Sometimes we forget how a baby or small child can be so full of energy in one moment and collapsed in a heap on the floor the next. Ringo is that kind of kitten. Sunday while I floated around the pool he stood at the window and watched me. It was quite comical really. He wanted out and I wouldn't let him so he stood at the window stamping his proverbial foot! lol
Last night the Chosen One informed me he was bringing home a dog and not just any dog but a blue nose pit bull. All I see is steamy stinky yuck on my new floors and barking! I detest barking dogs. I know he is only 8 weeks old so he and Ringo might do well together. But the Hubs is freaking out as well as flinging his arms about his head like an octopus. I'm shaking my head because I don't do well with dogs. I was bit in the face by a dog at 2 years of age. We always had dogs growing up but I never really cared for them myself not after Sammy anyways.
I think the puppy needs to sleep outside but The Chosen One said no way to that. Hubs says boy and dog can sleep outside. I think I will take a backseat and let the Hubs handle this one!
Well I've got to get back at it. I've got a bomb shelter to build, you know just in case the nuclear warhead goes off.
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