That's right folks...if you poop in our sink, you have proven that you are an animal, and must live outdoors.
And such is the fate of Anna the cat.
She is now an outdoor kitty.
We'll see how long this lasts.
It was Stacy that banished her to the out of doors, and yet last evening when we got home, he tried to let her back in.
She refused ( I guess my curse worked) and stayed outside.
Fine by me.
"Bye bye kitty, enjoy the outside. I won't tell the crazy squirrel lady that we have an outdoor cat. Please don't bring me any "gifts" and leave them at the door."
I must tell you briefly about squirrel lady.
I saw her on the news Thursday night. She runs the Alabama Wilderness Center at Oak Mountain. I thought that would be a good field trip for the kids, so on Friday we went there.
The squirrel lady proceeded to tell me that people shouldn't have outdoor kitties because they hurt birds and squirrels. Really? Do they? Come on lady, haven't you ever heard of the circle of life? I mean not that I WANT the cat to go out and randomly start attacking little animals, but really, this kind of stuff has been going on for a looooong time.
Anyways...that is my story. Really its just a story to procrastinate and take a break from my sorting. I'm doing that dreaded task of sorting last years Winter clothes, going through drawers of current clothes, and finding a happy medium to combining Fall and Summer clothes in this neutral part of the season. My den is covered in clothes. Arg, I better get back to work.