A couple of years ago, I had this lingering cold that left me hacking up phlegm for weeks. So anyway, there I was, hacking phlegm into the sink for what felt like the thousandth time that day. And as I'm gagging and spitting, Luna comes up and hocks a hairball right onto my feet. Thanks, moron.
I'm sure some cat expert somewhere will tell me that this was a great show of camaraderie. Look, Mommy! I can hack up nasty junk, too!
Not cute. Mommy was not amused.
Love & Tuna!
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