Good morning.
Got the “eeevuls stare” from a rabbit.
He wanted to complain about the lack of quality rabbit provisions.
Back from laundry and car helping thingys.
When I got back, I heard Sparkle meowing very loudly, which is somewhat normal, but she wouldn’t shut up, which IS normal, once she hears my voice.
I walked into the bedroom to get her food dishes and give her a few pats so she would love me again, and the food dish was almost full. Wha...???
Then I heard her cry again, and it was coming from the closet. It has sliding doors on it, and she had managed to push herself into the closet through the one door that was off the runner, but she couldn’t get out by the same method, so she had been in there since yesterday morning with no food or water.
I rearranged the doors to that the one that is off the runner had a minimum inward movement. She was NOT a happy camper. I wish I could take her with me when I go, but I somehow don’t think Busdaddy would agree to that.
He’s still pretty grumpy about the cost of the repairs to the truck, but if he doesn’t find a way to get the money, he won’t be racing and he will have to use his Harley to get back and forth to work.
Of course, he doesn’t listen to me. He got a flier in the mail 6-8 weeks ago from Citibank, and I encouraged him to apply for a card. He doesn’t want a credit card. THAT went against him yesterday, when he tried to apply for a loan through his bank. *sheesh* :pulling hair out:
Aww. Reminds me of my long-ago kitty; a calico we named Tinkerbell.