You know you've hit an all-time low when you're mean to your cat. I love my cat. He's a sweetheart, he loves to cuddle and sit in your lap. He's fuzzy and cute but here's the thing. I'm not a cuddler. I enjoy having space around me. If I don't, I start to feel very claustrophobic and get irritated. It becomes my entire focus. All I can recognize is that there is a weight on me and I need it gone. So back to the cat. I had just gotten home, I was eating a salad and he was climbing all over me. I got up to wash the bowl, I came back and he was in my seat. I moved him. I got up again a few minutes later and when I came back, there he was. So I kind of threw the remote at him. And he booked it. Then he was blinking one eye, which made me realize that it had hit him in the eye.
So yes, right now, I feel like garbage and I'm trying to win back his favour and I'm hoping that his memory is short because now he won't cuddle me and I want him to. I suck.
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