Apparently kitty doesn't think my Mary Kay stuff is working for me. Yesterday when I was wotking in my home-office, Tucker came in to me carrying an Oil of Olay coupon in his mouth. (Mom sends me coupons in the mail, and I'd left a stack of them out.) I think he's trying to tell me something.
Today he jumped in the shower after I got out. He just sat there under the still-dripping faucet. Now I understand why the whole spray bottle discipline technique doesn't work on him. I also wonder if he was hinting that he needs/wants a bath.
Tucker does, however, seem to like my taste in shoes. The shoeboxes are just the right size....
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Nothing too exciting here. Simply the reflections of an 'academented' graduate student. ('Academented'--great word, isn't it! It's not my own though, I think I read it somewhere.) Read, reflect, and share your thoughts....
1 comment:
Hmmmm - depending on what Tucker is doing with your shoeboxes, maybe he REALLY DOESN'T like your taste in shoes.
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