Loathe her!!!!! Yesterday, my cat ate my hamburger. I got up from the table to go upstairs and assist a child. I came downstairs and there was only a small, and I mean small, portion left of my hamburger. All of it was on the floor and the cat looked like she had just got caught. And she looked pleased about it. Pleased.
I am not overly fond of this cat to begin with. How smart was she to eat my dinner? If you assume she wants to live a long catlife, then not smart. If you assume that she wants this life to end soon, then she is very smart. So, Rosie, which one do you want? Of course, if you keep eating my dinner I can answer that one for you.
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You know… I keep getting messages from Madie asking me if she can have Archie. I keep telling her to take him. Shoot, I’ll throw in Olivia too. They don’t eat hamburgers but they do clean up after you’ve had a bowl of cereal. But, that’s only if you let him. Archie tolerates all of your kids AND he doesn’t run out of the house. They are too fat to jump up on the table now and they handle the cold really well. The only downfall is that he gets mad if you step on him… Not like I’ve done that or anything.