Wednesday, January 10, 2018

Blaming the Victim

We put the pillow up in the doorway in the middle of the night to keep the dog from barking her stupid head off.

In the morning, though, it turns out she's peed on it.

I wash the pillowcase and drench the pillow itself in Nature's Miracle so it doesn't stain, and then go to the living room to do yoga, only to find that the cat has thrown up on my bag.

When I tell Katie about the presents left by each animal for me, she asks incredulously, "What did you do?"
One year ago: Milking It
Two years ago: Another Timeline
Three years ago: Twitching Whiskers
Four years ago: Think Skinny Thoughts
Ten years ago: Lions and Common People

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