First off, loved the entry Dad, everything but the LACK OF CAPITOL LETTERS!!!!!!!!! It's like reading a work from a 5 year old, a disturbed 5 year old.
So let me tell you about Mom's workout routine, i.e. Mom vs. Gigit. My mother is TERRIFIED of our all white, 18 lbs, cat named Gigit. Mom acts like the cat knows her thoughts and will strike when ever Mom lets her guard down. Often times we have to lock Gigit in the basement during Mom's visits. Well today Mom was going to stay at home with Noah while Darci and went to a movie (Saw the new National Treasure movie and am now dumber for the experience).
Mom decided a fly swatter will be her weapon of choice to keep Gigit at bay while we were gone. Darci is aware of the plan and has approved Mom's use of said fly swatter in case of emergencies. Mom decides, with Darci's consent, to try the trusty fly swatter on Gigit to ensure it works. Darci expected a brief swat at Gidget to get her to move. What followed was a vindicitive strike against our metabolism challenged pet. So Gigit, sitting on the couch minding her own business not harming a sole, has Mom approach her with the afore mentioned fly swatter. Mom proceeds to start hitting Gigit with the fly swatter prior to any provocation from Gigit. Now this is not one hit to get Gigit to move, according to Darci, it is a series of blows to a cowed and terrified cat. After the savage, pre-emptive, assault from Mom, Gigit takes out and hides under the Christmas tree, assuredly planning some sort of retaliatory strike against the aggressor. Obviously, Mom has some unresolved resentment toward Gidget from when Gigit trapped Mom in the corner of the basement.
Needless to say Darci locked Gigit up away from Mom during our time away from home.
Wednesday, January 2, 2008
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