Cats are Gross

After a fabulous weekend filled with pampering myself, eating and drinking too much, and hanging out with the family, I was none too thrilled about heading back to the office Monday morning. Nevertheless, I arrived early, the first one through the door, where I was promptly greeted by the office cat, Wide Load. I'm not really a cat person, but Wide Load and I have learned to co-exist during the work week. I was a little surprised when he jumped on my desk looking for some attention, but I let him sit on my desk calendar. However, I drew the line when he climbed on my lap and started kneading my thighs with his claws. I gave him a slight shove onto the floor. Not the smartest move, as I have been warned that Wide Load is a vindictive, not-so-little cat. He promptly exacted his revenge by jumping on my printer and puking all over it! I wish the story ended there, but instead of walking away, he starts consuming what he had just purged! So disgusting! And I mean really enjoying it, smacking his lips, chewing extra loud to devour every last bit of flavor from his newly created meal. I had to walk away until he was finished with the "breakfast" and then come back to spray Lysol all over. Then, the Lysol stench gave me a headache and, just like that, my week was off to a fantastic start!