When I looked at caller ID I got all excited because it was Stacy and I hadn’t talked to her yet today. She started the conversation with “I have a proposal for you.” Usually that means that we are going to arrange a play day with the kids or something along those lines.
Not this time.
“Um…I have a cat who is really sick and I was thinking of having it put to sleep. I was telling Kirsten about it and she said that maybe I should check with you to see if you wanted it.”“Kirsten said that?”
“Yeah. Since your cat disappeared she was thinking that maybe you wanted it.”
“She thought I would want the cat who barfs up a lung hourly, pulls its hair out in huge clumps and it ridden with scabs?”
“Yeah.”
“And you are proposing this to me?”
Come on! Who needs enemies with friends like these?
I politely declined her most genuine, altruistic offer and promptly called Kirsten to offer her the couch from my basement which everyone refuses to sit on because Nathanael spent last summer peeing on it when he slept down there.
Because that’s how much I love her.
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March 5th, 2007 at 12:24 pm
You go girl!
March 5th, 2007 at 12:49 pm
LOL, I would have probably ended up with the damn cat.
March 5th, 2007 at 12:59 pm
Britt- dont be surprised if you get a call from Stacy after making that comment.
Seriously. Don’t. Be. Surprised.
March 5th, 2007 at 2:39 pm
Nice pictures! Crystal clear with beautiful color. If I remember correctly you have a very nice picture of me taken from your cell phone.
March 5th, 2007 at 9:58 pm
Let it be shown for the record. It was NOT the cat who barfs up a lung hourly, pulls its hair out in huge clumps and is ridden with scabs that I thought you’d want to know about. It’s the one whose nose is black, sneezes like it has a pepper problem, and coughs continuously through out its day that I thought you’d want. You know, the one who is (was) more gorgeous then Blizzard, your cat who ran away! Geez, get the sickly, ailing cats straight for Pete’s sake!!! Whoever he is.
March 6th, 2007 at 1:10 am
Kirsten…for the record: Walter is cat enough for me. Thanks for clearing that up.
Jeff- Thank you! That’s a high compliment to someone who loves photography.
March 6th, 2007 at 3:13 am
Jennine: Don’t let them talk you into running a cat house.
March 6th, 2007 at 2:19 pm
Oh, can I be on the record? I hate that photo of me! Tell them I’m much prettier than that. It was cold out and I was sad that day. Honestly, what if talent scouts read your blog and you’ve deeply misrepresented me!?
Oops, seems I’ve misplaced my cat…maybe it wandered west, let’s say 1/2 mile or so…
March 6th, 2007 at 8:20 pm
Stacy,
You don’t look sad or cold. Pondering, perhaps, and a little far off “Grandma, where are you Grandma” looking. But no one really knows what that means anyway. Your representation is safe another day for the talent scouts.
Next Jennine needs to just post a picture of your new shoes. That says a lot more about you anyway.
And about that cat, I’m pretty sure I saw it by the chicken coop heading up to the garage. Yeah, Walter has a new friend!
March 7th, 2007 at 2:43 am
jennine,
I am still laughing about your friends and the cats in all of your lives. my best friend and i usually try to pass each others kids off on one another right before they get sick with something contagious. my best friend also likes to invite me over to her house to take a bath in her whirlpool tub only to tell me that i should probably wash it first…it’s been on the to do list for awhile. lol…you just gotta love your friends!
March 7th, 2007 at 4:58 am
Hmmm. That was a tempting offer wasn’t it?
Just cleaning up my cat’s regular hairballs makes me want to barf too.