So I stayed up until 5:30 cooking, finally I get a few hours of sleep. Ahhh 8:15, sound asleep... WAIT NO IM NOT! Im getting peed on I awake to a funny wet spot coming down my stomach and hand. I opened my eyes to see Stash peeing on my blanket, which I am underneath
I whipped his lil behind, and he knew he did wrong, because as soon as I opened my eyes he noticed and made a mad dash UNDER the couch. Little did he know that momma was so angry, she moved the couch and pulled him out. A few smacks later *dont worry I didnt pop him hard, just wanted to let him know he did bad* He is now, peeking from underneath the couch. He is so so so so gonna be in "the dog house" tonight. NO TURKEY!!! And NO HAM!!! BAD CAT!!! I just dont know what possessed him to do that. He did that when he was younger *never with me IN the bed at the time* But I got him fixed at 6 months old, and he had NEVER done it since. *shakes head* What a way to start off the day. Just wanted to rant, thank you all for listening to it