Monday, November 10, 2008

Oh, dearest cat.

hm. charlie's poo smell is bad. But I have a window open. And the bathroom door is shut. And it has been a while.

Hm, what is charlie doing right now? Strange. He is sitting in the middle of the apartment. No, he's not sitting. He's dragging his butt along the floor. Hm.

Oh. And look at that behind him. If you get the light just right you can see a trail stretching across the floor.

Oh. Look at that. If you get the light further right, you can see trailZZZZZZZZZ criss-crossing around the apartment.

Oh dear Charlie. Do come here for a moment. Oh look at this. A big piece of poo interwoven into your butt fur. Oh you probably want me to take this out.

Oh dear Charlie. It seems you really don't like it when I try to remove this furry butt poo ball. Oh this is such fun.

Oh, now lets get the vinegar and wipe the entire floor down. And then, let's just go ahead and do that one more time for good measure.

And maybe just one more time.

3 comments:

  1. Not funny for you, but oh so funny for me!

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  2. Oh. My.

    <Shudder>

    There is always a new reason for not wanting pets.

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  3. There are days that I am really glad I'm in Dortmund. This is one of those days.....may be we'll stay. Or can we ask Charlie to leave?

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