BAD DAY!

I’m going back to bed.

Pam Saraga
Rainbow Salad

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Photo by Simran Sood on Unsplash

You know when you get up a little late and everything still has to be done in a shorter time frame because you got up late. Well, that was the start of my day.

All my cats were milling about outside my room requiring individual attention even before bath room time. I finally made it to the toilet but when I tried to sit down my young cat, Capo beat me to the seat so I almost sat on him. No problem, I’ve dealt with that difficulty before. I have 9 cats, I’m used to problems.

I start my chores.

Feed the cats.

Clean the litter pan. I realize the litter must be changed. No problem. I take it out to the garbage and pour it in. I didn’t realize that some of it missed the garbage. This will become relevant later.

I sweep the area and decide that the front room needs sweeping. I fetch Sal, my Roomba. He has been charging for two days but he registers low battery. What happened has he been freelancing at night in another house? I get the broom and do it old school.

I’m hungry now. The refrigerator is awash with questionable left-overs. I choose two day old hot dogs, who have seen a better life. They are horrible. I leave them on the tray in the living room while I search out more wholesome food. When I get back the hot dogs are gone, replaced by a…

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Pam Saraga
Rainbow Salad

Old enough to see the issue & young enough to try and fix the problem.