Teacher by day, Mommy by night
Teacher by day, Mommy by night
Juggling the demands (and insanity) of being a high school teacher, a wife, and a mother to a toddler
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It's my HOUSE, Stella and Ripley!
Stella and Ripley are not the names of my children (thank goodness right? that'd be a little movie obsessive.)
No, they are my cats. Stella, who's about 8 years old, is a beautiful Russian Blue mixed with Siamese. She is beautiful, but psychotic. Absolutely. She will cuddle with you one moment and turn into viper kitty the next. She's actually mellowed with age, but lately she has been driving me crazy. How, you say, is this cat so maddening? Well, she demonstrates her angry via urination. Litter box dirty--let's pee on the bed. Daddy not being attentive--let's pee in his drawer. Family gone for five days--let's pee on the bed, in the kid's crib, and pretty much anywhere else we can. I hate her. Then, there's Ripley. Typically, I feel sorry for Ripley. She's quite large, 20 pounds approximately. I've taken her to the vet, but they couldn't find anything wrong except...get this....she's FAT. (That was a good 500 dollars wasted.) She doesn't eat much during the day, but she just cannot seem to lose weight. Therefore, she can't clean herself. Eww. We leave a mat for Ripley by her litter box, and she takes care of her...um, business. But not this week. No, she jumped on the angry train with Stella and wiped herself all over our carpet. All over our house. I hate both of them. For those who do not have pets, this all seems very gross, I'm sure. Good. Don't get pets. They're icky. Stella and Rip are enjoying the lovely weather outside. Once the weather turns, they will enjoy our lovely, spacious garage. I'm sure I'll let them in soon. But not unsupervised. I do not enjoy. 6 comments from 5 users
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posted by
wifemotherdaughtersister
on Dec 30, 2008 at 06:21 AM
posted by
AmandaS
on Dec 30, 2008 at 07:57 AM
posted by
hmoeckli
on Dec 30, 2008 at 10:12 AM
posted by
creatress
on Dec 30, 2008 at 10:31 AM
posted by
MiaMama
on Dec 30, 2008 at 11:03 AM
Oh ya, I almost forgot that one day one of them decided to pee in Mia's bathtub! Although we cleaned it out with bleach one of them did it again and THEN one of them took a crap in it last week. Mia does not use this bathtub anymore! posted by
AmandaS
on Dec 30, 2008 at 06:48 PM
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