I put the byos to bed and then went to lie down and read. After half a chapter of “Moment of Truth in Iraq,” a big black thing landed on me and I fell asleep. When I woke up, the big black thing was still sitting there, whiffling and shedding. When she realized I was awake, she got excited and clawed and bit and purred, and then followed me into the bathroom and told me she doesn’t like it when we have guests.
Mom and Bill have gone to get a takeout supper for the kids, and then the adults are going out to eat. Anoreth has discovered that the Army will let her go “into action” if she gets into military intelligence, so she’s going to research that. Sheesh.
Tell her to get used to jokes involving the word “oxymoron”.
Whoa. Did the big black thing put you to sleep?
Poor Wednesday. Of course, considering what she was like when you got her, I think her complaints are a step in the right direction. At least she doesn’t just sulk, now. ;o]
What kind of take-out did the kids get? Must be fun for them...the big folks go to dinner and leave the littler folks to fend for themselves.
Once when my brothers were left in charge of us, one of them got the idea that flinging Ritz crackers out of a box while turning in circles would be fun. Especially if he could get the two of us gullible girls to chase them.
The only thing he didn’t count on was a bookcase jumping out from the wall and smacking him on the chin with its corner. I dunno...I thought it was funny. But then I was probably only about two or three.
Still, having folks out of your hair when you want to play can be a good thing!
Anoreth would be good at MI. I’ll vote for her!