I took the trash out today and realized we had nine cardboard box cases of what used to hold beer. I could have sworn I took that shit to the recycling bin last week at some point. This does not even delve into how many actual beer cans I bagged and took down today. This house has a drinking problem ... err .... blessing.
I also think that Fiona is secretly as intelligent as a human and runs underground drug rings. She is seriously pissed off that I have been home most of the past two weeks. I can hear her pacing downstairs. She wants to invite her cat friends over and further their business. I guess the economic issues inflicting the rest of the world are null up on them. Jerks.
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