Monday, March 28, 2011

Ragged Edge of the Moon

When I was in Morocco, I bought a rug.  It is the only rug on my floors that can't just be thrown in the washing machine but must be dry cleaned.  Therefore, when Ori felt she must throw up the canned salmon I fed her last night, the axiom is she will do so on that rug.  There are a few corollaries this axiom.  (1) It will occur in the middle of the night.  (2) You will be awakened to a serenade of retching noises.  (2) Being in the dark and still half asleep, you will step in it.

3 comments:

Brent said...

The joys of having a cat.

Shelby said...

Been there, done that, I can so totally relate. LOL!

Anonymous said...

I concur. Our cats do the same.
Rebecca