Senseless weekend sarcasm : no respect
I think I know how Rodney Dangerfield felt.
I feed my 4-footed family and what do I get?
A dog that rolls in the mud and then does this to my bed:
Oh yeah, she knows better, and that’s why she has perfected the art of “Cute.”
This is our bed time ritual:
- I’m finally comfortable and ready to sleep.
- Almost in the sleep zone.
- I’m batted at by a paw. “Mom, mom, mom, mom, play, mom, mom…”
Then there are the cats.
The Tiny Terror uses my computer as his personal bed
I ask, “What the hell are you doing?”
He looks at me like this:
Where is an exorcist why you need one?
Chili Coon Kitty thinks my phone is his personal pillow.
I’m telling you — I get no respect!
But I get more purrs, fur, and love from my 4-footed family than any human deserves.