Friday, November 19, 2004

She ain't pretty, she just looks that way.

This morning I woke up to find that my lovely cat Bossa had left a dead spider in front of the fridge for me. A gift you say? Probably. Or, she got bored with it when it slipped its mortal coil and stopped running from her. Where's the fun in that? Anyway, I am choosing not to take this dead spider gift as a sign, because I could really use some good luck today. I have a job interview this afternoon - hopefully. I say "hopefully" because it was supposed to be on Wednesday, but it got cancelled last minute due to a client emergency. Which is fine, really, I understand, client comes first, they pay the bills, etc. Though I must say, I felt super cool all dressed up in my suit, new pink blouse, with my makeup done perfect, not a hair out of place - for nothing. So hopefully today will be the day. I was nervous on Wednesday but I don't seem to have it in me to get nervous AGAIN. Lol. I think that if I had this Sex in the City style horseshoe necklace that I would feel much luckier. It seems to have replaced the Tiffany heart necklace as the new must have item. And I thought I didn't know what I wanted for Christmas?


  1. Thanks for the well wishes! I am sitting here in my underwear, about to jump into the monkey suit and then out the door to tell people why I am SO GREAT...

    Bossa is a hog too - glad to hear that her behaviour is normal. Sometimes she poops in the front entryway, so I'll take the dead spider gift over poop anyday of the week. I housesat for a cat in Iowa that would bring me dead birds, which I found quite upsetting.

    Keep bloggin' in the free world!

  2. It's not just cats.

    A few nights ago George had something in his mouth and was giving me the "I've got something I shouldn't have" guilty face so I said, "Drop it!" and he spit a big, dead mouse out onto to carpet.


  3. Eek!

    I love how they TOTALLY KNOW BETTER! Bossa gives me this look like "Yeah, that' right. Watcha gonna do about it, huh?"

  4. Scout caught a mole a few months ago in mom and dad's backyard. Dad was going to bury it in the backyard until I explained to him that Scout would most likely find it, dig it up and eat it. If Scout can find a peanut in its shell buried under 8 inches of snow, he can certainly find a dead rodent under a few inches of freshly turned soil. Dad put it out with the trash instead.

  5. Anonymous9:29 a.m.

    Solitaire The Hater (tm) says...
    Cats are of the devil. Dogs rule.

    (snicker...heh heh...waits for Kat to cuss me out)

  6. Dogs are awesome, much more enjoyable than cats, but they take a lot of work. A LOT. And you have to be home for them all the time. Cats don't care if you are gone for hours on end. They only care that you feed them and clean their litter. I'll post about my family dog Scout later...he is beautiful.

  7. By the way, the horseshoe I really want is actually small and delicate. I saw one in the mall today and I was all "ew...". It was big and blinged out...not what I am looking for AT ALL.