I laughed out loud!

Holy crap, I fell off my chair laughing! This is taken from "Pearl, Why You Little..." a blog I found randomly and read regularly. Visit it here.

"From the woman who brought you blogging from the couch with the remnants of her beer-soaked brain and “My Son Has Gas”, I bring to you “It’s Time to Shave the Cat’s Ass”.Go ahead. I know you want to. I can hear your brain ticking from here. There are just so many jokes to be made, and they’re all delightfully scatological...

Happy Holidays!

I don’t know what happened, but Dolly G. Squeakers aka Dahli Gee aka What the Hell is THAT?! has developed a matted spot under her tail that defies description; and in the name of all that is fluffy, I will let your own twisted little minds take care of what happens to a long-haired cat’s butt-al area when she’s not terribly into grooming herself…

“No worries!” they said at the boarding and grooming place down the road. “This happens a lot to long-haired cats. Tell me, is she a mellow cat? Will she need to be sedated?”

I don’t know! You tell me: Have you met a cat yet who was okay with having its butt shaved? "

My Christmas Tree is Crooked

Weekend recap in one sentence:
I had a great Thanksgiving that included a delicious meal cooked by about 15 different people, a huge dinner table where we all sat and ate together like a family (even though a lot of us didn't know each other, just the hosts), Nintendo Wii (my arm was sore the next day), and a jump castle like they used to have at the county fair.

My current problems:
1. if I paint my room tonight, I will be suffocated by fumes while I sleep.
2. my beautiful, awesome Christmas tree is crooked in its stand.
3. the Mississippi mud pie I made last night is most likely inedible.

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