Superbowl? Yeah, sure, there is that. But, the really big deal today...
Because where would Taylor Swift be without a guitar? Enjoy the day!
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Inequities...
It ain't right. Murphy can lay around, doing nothing, and he's "a good boy." If I do that, I am a lazy ass.
This morning...
Yesterday morning, he was running through the house, jumping up on the kitchen counter. In contrast, not one time have I run through the house or jumped up on the kitchen counter. Do I get credit for being "a good boy?" Nooooo.
It ain't right.
4 comments:
I’ve often said that if I am a good boy I might get to come back as one of our cats and live here in kitty Disneyland. BTW, Alice will touch down at PHX in about an hour. She has a full schedule with her mother and the staff at the nursing home, but she has your number just in case. So I am here with only feline supervision. Can you say outnumbered?
Hi Earl - I'm not aware of any reported instances of a wife coming home and finding her husband hog-tied and the house apparently ransacked by the feline family members. Of course, that might be because cats are skilled at keeping that sort of thing out of the press with their goody-goody internet presence. Just in case, it might be a good idea to have 9-1 punched in on your phone.
Kidding - you have already proven your survival skills during Alice's many flute outings. Still, wish you good luck.
Alice has good timing: after a week of rain and cooler than average weather, it is supposed to be in the 70s for the next week, after today.
Her timing is more about avoiding her flute conferences and rehearsals. Plus it is vital to avoid Cactus League / Spring Training, when hotel rooms go crazy price-wise and are hard to get too. That is why she flies to visit mom about this time of year. My turn comes driving down in early May. We learned that by accident in 2020 when planning an early April trip -- no s*** in the mountain passes heading down and not yet triple digits once there. Luckily we figured it out just before COVID shut down the world. After the plague hit, you could only do "prison visits" with your loved ones in senior centers. Sitting outside ten feet apart while never touching, or inside separated by Plexiglass while talking on phones.
The kitties miss Alice and realize that there is a disturbance in the force, but I'm not terribly busy at the moment. I can console them, and we're getting by... At least as long as the Fancy Feast supply holds out and I can work a can opener, I'm safe.
We have been here for Spring Training most years since 2002. Yep, the area fills right up.
I saw your "s***" and thought: "He can say 'shit'," and then realized you were censoring that really nasty s-word. Your thoughtfulness is appreciated. Kidding, of course, you can say anything you want here.
Pretty sure regular guitar playing will keep your hand strength and coordination up for opening cat food cans. ;-)
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