The Living Furball

This story is from 6 years ago. Way before I had Instagram so this isn't on there.

My family had a cat named Spooky (you guessed it she was a black cat) who shed like crazy! She was a short hair cat but produced so much hair. There were comtantly dust bunnies around our house. Not from lack of cleaning but because the cat shed so much and maybe a little lack of cleaning. (Love you mom) One day I decided to bring one of our buddies to life.

I left it there for quite a while and I think we just accepted him as part of the family.

Mackenzie

My Animals

Before we go any further into the more present posts I should probably introduce my animals. I've talked about a few of them but I might as well introduce all of them and then give you their stories in later posts.

This is Lucy. She is fluffy and loves to be pet and cuddled.

This is Bear. He just tries to eat all our food.

Lola, Charlie, and Irwin are our ducks. We had another named Ralph but he met his demise on the front of a truck. I didn't really like him anyway.

Finally, our newest addition Snickers. He is a rascally beagle.

Mackenzie

Schadenfraude

Hey everyone!

I would like to tell you about my day today but first let me define my title.

Schadenfraude: -German- feeling happiness at the misfortunes of others

Now to my day.

6 a.m. I was sleeping nicely at the house I was dog sitting at and the dog needed to go out. No biggie I'll just go back to sleep after I take her out. Well we had four inches of snow last night and I forgot my jacket inside. Oh and I'm allergic to the cold. Now most people who aren't used to cold weather will tell you they are also allergic to the cold. But no I actually get hives and carry an epipen around for this. The cold woke me up and sleep was nowhere to be found.

Nothing of note happens really until I get out of work at 3 and get home at 4:00.

4 p.m. I get home to the smell of recently used hockey gear and farts of  Pat's brothers.

4:30 p.m. Lucy comes out to greet me and I proceed to cut the poop out of her fur around her butt.

5:30 p.m. Brother #1 takes a dump in the toilet Pat spent two hours cleaning earlier. The bathroom was unusable for about an hour.

Somewhere in here the Patriots lose.

6 p.m. I try to coax Lucy out from her hiding place under the bed with treats so I can take her jersey off and Bear bites me because I wouldn't let him have Lucy's treats. (They're worse than kids.)



During the time period of 4:30 and 5:30 Bear ate all of the wet food again leaving Lucy none.

6:30 p.m. I feed Lucy. I'm trying to positively reinforce the fact that Bear was not coming near her food so I am throwing treats in his general direction while trying to pour the can of moist food into the bowl. My finger gets sliced open on the can and I'm gushing blood but still trying to reinforce the positive behavior Bear is displaying while Pat is yelling at me to come over and get a band-aid and stop the bleeding.

7:30 p.m. I finish cutting off Lucy's butt hair and proceed to bed.

Edit: 7:45 p.m. In the midst of Pat's cleaning frenzy early in the morning he did laundry. As I go to put mine away I notice that there are strange pink splotches on most of my clothes. I ask Pat concerned it's blood and he looks at me and says, "Oh I forgot to tell you I washed a whole pack of watermelon gum in with the laundry by accident.

To summarize this if you don't want to read this whole post: I was stuck outside, came home to a very smelly house where the smell got worse and cut off cat bum hair after letting my finger gush blood for a little bit just so I can train my cats to be nice to each other while all my clothes are covered in watermelon gum.

Thanks for letting me vent about my day and hope yours went better!
Mackenzie