Some weeks are great. Nothing bad happens. No diarrhea. No barf. Just butterflies and rainbows.
Then you have a week like this. First the dreaded barf puddles. I walked into them twice. Once with fuzzy socks (which went into the laundry) and the second time at 3:30 a.m. with bare feet. By the time I cleaned my feet and the floor, I was wide awake!
I wrote out the Christmas cards. Morgan thought she would help by eating a stamp. She took a fancy to them and I couldn’t discourage her until I hid them. Fortunately we only lost stamp. There is fur in the box I store the cards in but we’ll save that for next year.
There were bite marks in some of my post-it notes but I could read them. They were stuck to the floor but I found them.
Mollie decided to stand on my chest at 3 a.m. to see if I was still alive. I saw her check off her list next to “annoy Kate.”
I’m pretty sure Hazel took a nap in the Christmas centerpiece. Oh well.
As we end this week, I’m anticipating butterflies and rainbows for next week. All the critters here hope you have a wonderful and hairball free holiday!
Author’s note: If you receive a Christmas card from us and it has bite marks, a mangled stamp or a bit of fur, that’s a gift from the management team here. We humans did our best to hide those and keep them away from allergy-prone friends. However…