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?"

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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