Saturday, August 21, 2004

Poor Cats

So, I was talking to the cats about the benefits of my sister's departure. "Isn't it great to have her gone? Look, now you have a big room sleep in!" (Less cat hair on my bedspread, too, I secretly thought.) What a great idea! Until my stepfather said "don't make any plans for that room." My mom might have to move into it, because of the divorce laws in this state. Sounds complicated. I'm not entirely sure if the cats will be very understanding...

2 comments:

beerconsumer said...

You talk to cats? Do they talk back?

Lit Lover said...

Yes, but they only reply when the fancy strikes them. I asked them for some advice on teaching The Once and Future King this fall, but they just stared balefully, like a room full of students.