i've spent the last few days catsitting.
it's an arrangement that works well for all parties, particularly the cats. my rich married couple friends leave their fancy downtown apartment and their two rather high-maintenance cats under my care. i feed the cats (twice a day), refuel high-tech fountain-like water bowl and deal with the nasty litter box. in return i get to eat their food, use their washing machine, and watch their tivo. i also get to sleep in a bed that's WAY more comfortable than mine, use an internet connection that's WAY faster than mine, and, in general, life a life that is WAY nicer than mine.
except for the feline alarm clock factor.
come 6AM these cats are ready to go. what with the pouncing on me, purring, knocking things over, and overall obnoxious behavior encircling me, there's really no opportunity for the much anticipated snooze (they also live a good 10 minutes closer to my job than i do). this problem is aggravated by the fact that they have a VERY complicated coffee maker.
it's all a nice reminder that i like my low-brow life.
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