Fur

Well, Kitty’s shedding like mad, as per usual. I mean, she is a cat and all. She’s getting a lot softer now though because she’s losing all that dry winter fur. The thing is that as much as I love my furball, I don’t want to love her before coming in to work because then I look like I’m the cat because of all the fur covering my shirt. Seriously, I hardly wear black or white shirts anymore thanks to our little bundle of fluff. Today, I was going to bring in a cross-stitching project I just started, but because I’m so covered in fur, I can’t. Kitty’s fur gets on the thread, on the canvas, and gets stitched in alongside the pink or green or whatever color I’m handling at the time. For some projects, I don’t mind much because they’re darker, but the one I’m currently working on is very light. So it’s at home and I brought Buster in instead to watch movies and type. Kitty’s already filled Buster’s keyboard with fur, so no biggie there. Hell, my keyboard here at work is full of Kitty fur despite the fact she’s never been here. At any rate, I’m about to yawn myself to death (Seriously, my jaw hurts from all the yawning I’ve done this morning.) and I need to make some caffeine. Since I brought all my cute Adagio teas home, it’s Lipton from here on out, but I’ll manage. I just need @#$%ing caffeine now. I bet Kitty’d be insane on caffeine. Hehe.

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