Posted on December 8, 2020
Trapped: Again.
Woke up to the cat crying at the door. She got locked in again and didn’t like it one bit.
Normally I tell her that she should just pin the blame on herself for going into a room that she frequently gets stuck in, but she’s stubborn and refuses to take responsibility for her personal choices.
But this time I was still so asleep. Aware enough that she was there and unhappy, but not alive enough to know I wasn’t really awake yet. So I told her the most intelligent thing I could, given the circumstances.
“Milkshakes are not intended to contain engine parts, and I refuse to pay for it!”
And I went back to sleep.
That’ll teach her.