I am the queen of procrastination. Yep, that is me. I have been dreading a chore. I have managed to put it off for over a year. It has turned into an even bigger job. Eeekkk.
Sorting a few mixed up boxes the movers made a disaster of. One box is gone. Linnens are in another box. Most of the stuff in that box is in the garage. Just the usable stuff is left. One more box to go.
I now have a spot for the cat playpen. She has been naughty. Every time the door opens, shestreaks out and won't come back. She comes back hours later, covered in fleas.
I can't have that. Not when I am finally getting the fleas under control. So the cat goes in the playpen I have for foster cats. It is either that or get rid of her. Not an option.
She will still have some freedom of the house but it will help us keep her safe.
Yeah! No punishment for me! Dragon made it a task. He got tired of my bad attitude and took it to the seat of the problem. If it didn't get done today, he was prepared to for the worst. A barn burner. Yeash....
Hey, I may just get a good girl spanking out of this. Happy me. :-)
Ps Dragon's biggest problem with the cat wasn't her sneaking out but that was part of it. She has decided that his clean clothes make a perfect litter box. Never mine, just his. After going to work twice smelling like cat pee he had enough.
I can't blame him. Not sure what to do with her other than trying the crate for a while.