I sat in the hallway this morning and gazed mournfully at her as she backed furtively through the door, ashamed.
As well she should be.
She told me tonight that tomorrow the drama class and the a cappella singers are having their spring performance and she will be staying at school till Cod only knows when. I will probably starve, right?
But she'll have seen her show and so it will have all been worth it.
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We don't know how she does it. We don't know how our Mommy does it, either. Must be something wrong with these women!
I have no idea how she does it, Spitty. She must have nerves of steel.
Tomorrow night - how about organising a house-trashing party for tomorrow evening? If she comes home after a very long day, tired, hungry and feeling really crummy about leaving you alone for so long, she will be devastated to find food scraps, furballs and over-used litter trays waiting for her. If you haven't been given sufficient notice to organise the party (and one wonders if that was why she's left it so late to advise you of her plans), then I think I'd go the huge pity party tonight. Work on her until she agrees to arrange for a gourmet banquet to be delivered at your usual dinner time accompanied by a kind-hearted soul who will also brush you and then play for at least an hour. That might just about make it up to you, mightn't it?
Whatever you choose to do, just ensure that she doesn't get away with this scot free, okay?
Megan
Sydney, Australia
I'm in agreement about the house trashing! It sounds like fun!
You are sooooo good at the guilt trip.
Shame it doesn't seem to work!
She must have a heart of stone to ignore that poor sad little face.
You poor guy, she needs to get her priorities straight.
This is ASPCA-reportable stuff Spitty. Neglect, starvation - totally reportable and I mean ASAP.
Hugs, Teddy (with advice from Angel Sammy)
Oh Spitty, if you only knew! It breaks our hearts to walk out the door, but someone has to earn the green papers to keep the cans of stinky goodness flowing in!
We don't know how she does it. As Teddy said, you should ask an animal welfare association for help. Purrs
dood...noe....dial : 1 800 send me a pizza pie ore 12 rite now dood on de fone N get it heer bye _____ sharp; fill in de blank & therz an extree tip in it for ewe.....oh, N lock de door witha chair under de knob thing, sew her canna get back IN ♥☺☺♥
The Tabbies have the only idea to do, but if you will, come on thru the tunnel to me UTB with the pizza...K?
You're pawsome at working the angles with your hoomin.
This is ridiculous. We think she is seeing other cats.
We are sure she is thinking of you ALL THE TIME she is away Spitty!
It's unfathomable, Spitty. How does she do it???
We have no idea how she can do it Spitty. It must break her heart.
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