Hmm

[hellison]

You know, there may be something wrong in your life when, to prepare for a night out, you have to first tip up any boots not worn for a while, in case there's anything dead in there, then you go to get your Nice, Rarely Used, Shiny Red Handbag... and discover it is full of dry cat food.

I'm just saying.

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[adelpha.livejournal.com]

Aww, bless their little, sadistic cotton socks. I could be so much worse though.

[gnillot.livejournal.com]

Hmm, yes. Our kitty saw fit to use the spare bed as her toilet when she thought we hadn't changed her litter tray in good enough time. Expecting it to last a week was apparently not good enough!

And the spare bed still smell of pee, I keep forgetting to trudge over to laundromate with the duvet (can you tell we don't use said spare room very much? ;) Must remember to have this done before end of January when my sisters are supposed to stay in that room for a weekend...

[hieronymousmosh.livejournal.com]

Rarely Used, Shiny Red Handbag

Ah, it's that "rarely" that got you. Clearly it was decided if you weren't using it, it was up for grabs.

[http://users.livejournal.com/_unhurt_/]

wait - your cats are hoarding food in your handbag? like, weird cat-squirrel mutations with a keen fashion sense? or you were keeping catfood in your handbag?

neither of these scenarios is particularly comforting.

[thesme-01.livejournal.com]

AND she puts poo in the bath, she told me.

[hellison.livejournal.com]

Then I'm very glad I don't live with 2 of you!

(and yes, at least I hadn't planned on wearing the lovely new top one of them had thrown up on...)

[hellison.livejournal.com]

I don't KNOW how it got there. Really! No idea.

Woe.

[hellison.livejournal.com]

Heh, obviously! Silly me ;p

[hellison.livejournal.com]

Why do we have them? Why?

[hellison.livejournal.com]

god only knows WHAT the pair of them got up to!

[thesme-01.livejournal.com]

poos, weevils, flobbling, WRONG.

[adelpha.livejournal.com]

Oops, teeny typo... 'It could be...'

[hellison.livejournal.com]

*grins* It made me laugh tho. Which is no mean feat this morning (woe, evil evil wine).

[adelpha.livejournal.com]

GOT A BIT OF A HANGOVER THEN? ;)

[hellison.livejournal.com]

ssssshhhhh

not well.

Really should attempt getting to work. Tho first, must tackle getting dressed.

WOE.

[adelpha.livejournal.com]

Could you work in the stationery cupboard? Dark, cool, nobody to notice if you nod off for a bit...

[thesme-01.livejournal.com]

no in her OWN bath the filthy hussy

[thesme-01.livejournal.com]

dirty dirty drity DIRTY

[gnillot.livejournal.com]

Heh, that would so never work for us. She is very much a scaredy cat and refuses to leave the flat so the litter tray gets used a lot.

I have actually only ever seen her in the hallway outside our front door (we live in a building of 6 flats so there's a hallway between our front door and the door to the outside world. ) the once, never mind in the actual outdoors.

And this was when I'd been away for some time and she was so happy to see me she ryushed out the door when I opened it, intending to stroke herself against my legs. Only problem was she realised where she was about 3 seconds after all paws touched the hallway floor, and ran in like a streak of lighting to hide under the bed for the next hour :p