F-ing Cat
I'm tired today. It would be nice to think that I was tired for some great reason (too much sex, great movie, party-time!), but not so much today. I am tired today because my fucking cat kept me up all night with his meowing and pacing back and forth on the window sill. He used to be an inside cat. In fact, he never went outside until 2 years ago when I moved in with my boyfriend and he found some way to escape from the house. In retrospect, it probably wasn't that hard for him to find a way out since there aren't screens on many of the windows and doors.
Anyways, he was fine as an outdoor cat until a few months ago when he started getting his ass kicked by the neighborhood cat-bullies. He got a bad infection in one of the war-wounds and cost me a bunch of money to fix. AND, he had to stay inside until the stiches came out. So, that was 2 weeks of him driving us crazy with the crying and whining about "I wanna go outsiiiiiide". The third week was better, probably because he had gotten used to being inside kitty again.
He proved his master escape artist skills by using the dog to trick my boyfriend into leaving a door open. He came back with another injury. Well, I'll be damned if I am spending another $400 on this damn cat, so I cleaned the cut and kept him inside for a few days. I let him out (again) after he had healed (again). Now, we are on the 4th round of keeping him inside until he heals. This was all fine until last night when he wouldn't stop pacing on the window sill right next to my side of the bed. I know what you are thinking. He's a cat, how loud could it be? Well, let me tell you. It's not that his footsteps are loud. It is the incessant drumming for what seems like hours. And the MEOWING every 15 seconds. I couldn't sleep to save my life. To top it all off, just as it was starting to get light outside, he fell asleep in his usual position curled up next to me. Would you believe he actually looked annoyed at me when I got up to get ready for work? Must be nice to sleep all day...
Anyways, he was fine as an outdoor cat until a few months ago when he started getting his ass kicked by the neighborhood cat-bullies. He got a bad infection in one of the war-wounds and cost me a bunch of money to fix. AND, he had to stay inside until the stiches came out. So, that was 2 weeks of him driving us crazy with the crying and whining about "I wanna go outsiiiiiide". The third week was better, probably because he had gotten used to being inside kitty again.
He proved his master escape artist skills by using the dog to trick my boyfriend into leaving a door open. He came back with another injury. Well, I'll be damned if I am spending another $400 on this damn cat, so I cleaned the cut and kept him inside for a few days. I let him out (again) after he had healed (again). Now, we are on the 4th round of keeping him inside until he heals. This was all fine until last night when he wouldn't stop pacing on the window sill right next to my side of the bed. I know what you are thinking. He's a cat, how loud could it be? Well, let me tell you. It's not that his footsteps are loud. It is the incessant drumming for what seems like hours. And the MEOWING every 15 seconds. I couldn't sleep to save my life. To top it all off, just as it was starting to get light outside, he fell asleep in his usual position curled up next to me. Would you believe he actually looked annoyed at me when I got up to get ready for work? Must be nice to sleep all day...
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