I haven't been posting lately because I use my procrastination time on FaceBook now. Nothing like Flinging Food or throwing virtual snow balls to keep you off track. Love it.
Anywho... dog is fine. Seems he has nine lives. At least I'm hoping so. Popped the little barker full of pain killers for a few days and the next thing you know he's off roaming the neighborhood.
Cat on the other hand is walking a very thin line. Some of you may know this about me... I'm not exactly a cat lover, at least not this cat. He bites. Hard. For no apparent reason. He is totally an outside cat and, the one upside, loves to eat mice. Now that it's getting cold outside, snow and all that, he's spending more and more time inside. Biting me.
I can't tell you what it's like to live with an animal by choice that sneak attacks you around corners to sink his sharp little feline teeth into your ankle. I shake my leg as hard as I can and the vicious beast still won't let go.
Lately, he's taken to sleeping on my bed. It's like having a wicked, little, attack dog, lying in wait. Hmmm... how can I sneak past and slip in to the covers without him noticing? His ears fold back, the first sign of the attack, then he hisses at you... okay, I'll sleep on the couch, you have the bed.
My neighbor just sent me an email to let me know her attack cat died the other morning. Luck would have it the little darling had kidney failure and dropped dead on the floor of a stroke. Anyone know how I can get my cat to do that?
Besides hating my cat, we're just gearing up for the holidays. I love my 13 foot tree! It makes me feel all warm and fuzzy every time I look at it. The snow is falling as I write this, creating the perfect snowy, do nothing, day. I like to wander out to my sun room when it's snowing. I look around and pretend I live in a snow globe.
We're also busy building lasting memories for the kiddos. We let them sled in the dark the other night. Now my little one has a beastly cold, but the doctor assures me it wasn't the night air. (tell my mother-in-law!)
I think I'll go make fudge after I write this. I realize it's a few weeks early, but if I have to, I can always make a second batch! Please let me know if anyone is looking for a cat for Christmas I have the perfect little Scrooge to fit the bill.
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Tell Mom-in-law, colds are caused by viruses not cold air. If you're lucky she lives far, far away.
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