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You gotta admit it’s catchy. 

Friday, glorious Friday!

Actually, I don’t have that unnatural love/devotion for Friday any longer since I stay at home with Cara.  Don’t get me wrong, Fridays are fine but it’s not like I get to leave “the office” for the weekend and come back on Monday.  I’m rambling now aren’t I?

Sorry.

It’s Fuck You Friday!  Yippee!

Now for the list:

I’m a work-at-home mom.

Everyday, Tucker goes to work and Cara and I stay at our apartment while he’s gone. Granted, we’re not shut-ins or anything…but we are home for most of the day.

For the most part, we live in a decent part of town and crime isn’t a big issue. So, I’ve never really been that concerned about staying home by myself.

Until Thursday.

I got a memo from our apartment complex. The heading read: IMPORTANT! PLEASE READ CAREFULLY!

Truthfully, I was expecting a notice about picking up dog poop or about the importance of not leaving trash bags in the breeze way.

Guess what I found last night?

A kitten. A tiny little black kitten who’s eyes aren’t open yet.

I was outside last night around 5pm smoking a cigarette and I heard this tiny little kittie mew.

I looked around and didn’t see a kitten and thought nothing more about it. [Our apartment complex is overrun with feral cats]

Well, right before we went to bed last night, I was back out on our porch and heard the kitten again.

The thing was obviously in big time distress so I set out looking for him.

have a funny little story for you. [Alana, quit reading since you said you didn’t want to hear it]

One day last week while I was working on the computer, I heard a ruckus behind me.

When I swiveled my chair around to see what the commotion was about, I saw Sophie on her back; she was rolling on something.

Cara was sitting right next to the rolling dog and thought that the whole spectacle was hilarious.

I stomped over to where they were, cussing the cat the whole time since I assumed that the cat had done something disgusting in that particular spot.

I was going over my site traffic and decided to share with you some of the best search traffic that I’ve gotten today.

You see, I feel a bit guilty when someone searches for something, ends up here and I have the answer for them.

So, to the people who searched for these little gems, this is for you.

#1 Pit Bull diet. We feed Sophie and Beck Royal Canin Bulldog Formula. They, like most Pit Bulls, have horrible gas and the Royal Canin really deals with their little “issue”. The dogs also eat random shit from around the house, but they’re supposed to eat their dog food.

In between drinks last night, I came to the conclusion that I have some of the dorkiest pets ever.

Ok. So maybe I already knew that, but, the alcohol seemed to amplify their general goofiness a bit.

Cara had been asleep for about an hour and of course that was the time that the dogs decided to chase Oscar (the cat).

Beck would chase Oscar toward Sophie; Sophie would play-bow at Oscar and bark.

After maybe five minutes of this, things escalated to the point that all three animals were running around like idiots.

What is wrong with this picture?

Hmm…

could it be the pit bull in the crib?

(No child was harmed in the taking of this picture)

We have a jam-packed day planned, let me tell ya. I put Cara down for a nap about thirty minutes ago. I was outside talking to my mom and noticed that Tucker had Cara in the living room. Fearing something was wrong (since she was supposed to be taking a nap, I rushed inside to see WTF.