There was a little rain last night which brought cooler air with it. The comfy rainy morning sleep made me stay in bed just a little longer. Rudigrrrr Wolf woke me by barking and jumping on my head. I knew that he had to go badly to the bathroom, so I pushed my groggy head up and off the pillow. Pulled myself up, shuffled over to the stairs and leaned to pick him up and carry him downstairs. When I lifted him up, he started to pee. He peed over the floor, the stairs, the other dogs and me. Poor Bad Little Wolf waited a bit to long to wake me up.
So, I had to wash the dogs a little, and because I was already bugging them I decided I would clip their nails and put on their Sentinal since these are things that they hate and I thought I would bug them once large instead of three times small. I also put my jammies and towels into a laundry bag and bring them to be washed. I decided to throw them in at Liisa’s. She is at work. When I arrived there, two nice juicy piles of cat vomit where there waiting for me, one on the entryway mat and one on the way to the laundry room. So I cleaned that up. Well, I picked up the vomit off the door mat and floor and threw the mat outside for Liisa to deal with.
Then I drove to town to get dog food. I arrived at 9:30 am to do a bit of on line stuff, check my bank account and found that $400 was taken for a “loan payment” from my account. FFS! What a morning!
Visibly freaked out, I ran to the bank only to find that the money that I thought had been stolen was simply a little extra transfer that I had made to the mortgage and they changed the way that they code it. Nothing missing but my pride, since I went in there at about a billion miles an hour with my freak on – heart pacing…
So what I am saying is that it is not yet noon, and I have been yelled at, jumped on, peed on, vomited for, robbed and humiliated. I wonder how the rest of the day will unfold?
Too funny to keep to myself.
Here are the rainy lovely morning trees. Peace out…