If I could speak in a cat language that Rico would understand, I would say meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow, which would translate, loosely, to “Slow down when you eat! That’s why you’re throwing up every day.” He gets so riled up before he eats, and I made matters worse tonight by getting him a different kind. This excited the hell out of him, despite how nonchalant I was acting about it to try to have him simply accept the stuff into … Continue reading

Five days after I hit the ground…

I’ve never been happier for one day off to come. I don’t have a full weekend, but I do have tomorrow off before 40-ish hours of work (and bonecrushing agony, probably, what with my new foot and leg pains), 32 of which will be spent sans-customers at a new store setting up. Should be less stressful than usual, anyway. Anyway, I don’t care what I do for the next 36 or so hours, as long as none of it involves working. Share the post “Five … Continue reading