Then, when you're bandaged and resting from being full-body scalded by hot coffee, the cats can have you all to themselves with no pesky computers to compete with.
They're practicing.
If it were another cat I might almost believe that. Ollie, though, has shown many times that he has the intelligence of a boiled turnip. Good thing for him he's so adorable.
Ugh, cat problems. Did you spill your coffee everywhere? Was it hot? Did it have milk in it? Sugar? What color was the mug? I have questions.
I'm now locked in a room TRYING TO STUDY and one of the new cats in my house is clawing at the bottom of the door - it sticks out a little, just enough for him to grab it and pull - and he WILL NOT GIVE UP. He goes away for a few minutes and then comes back and starts trying to pry it open again. It's driving me insane.
I feel like I'm hiding from zombies clawing at my door O__O
I managed to only spill it on my chin, neck, and shirt. It wasn't that hot. I never pollute my coffee and I make it strong enough to wake the dead. The mug was white--easier for pouring coffee in by the dim light of the coffee machine itself.
I know the feeling. I've tried locking my cats out of my room before. They make sure I regret it worse than not letting them in. I've also tried removing Ollie from my desk so there's no chance of him spilling my coffee. He gets back up. I remove him again. He gets back up. Pretty sure he could keep that up for hours, since he's still getting attention.
As far as I know I don't smell :thinking:
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Well, if you think about it, it's really your own fault for not being forever vigilant and ready. Your guard was down, that's when they get ya.
This is true. Maybe if I had a cup of coffee before my first cup of coffee I'd be awake enough for such vigilance. :thinking:
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