Me: What's wrong ki'y kitty?
Tim: She's going to puke
Me: She is?? No, I think she will be okay.
Tim: No, she is going to puke and you need to get her onto the linoleum before she does it on the carpet
Me: Um... no
Lopsy: *puke*
So I got up, went to the kitchen and grabbed paper towels to clean it up.
Tim: I don't understand
Me: What?
Tim: You would rather clean puke up off the carpet than pick up the cat and move her
Me: I don't want her to puke on me in the process of moving her!
Tim: (makes motion of picking up cat and moving it... then shakes his head)
One hour later-----I read this..
Me: Yeah I just saw your Facebook post
Tim: I was wondering when you were going to see that
Me: Well I just now saw it
Tim: I posted that a long time ago
Me: I just now saw it... and commented
Tim: What did you say?
Me: Go look
This is what I said
Tim: You seriously would rather clean it up off the carpet than to pick her up?
Me: I. did. not. want. her. to. puke. on. me.
Tim: If you hold her away from you....
Me: Then she still might puke on my foot which would not be kewl.
Tim: So you would rather clean it up off the carpet than your foot?
Me: Yes, because if she puked on my foot, then I would have puked all over the carpet and that would not benefit anyone.
Tim: You amaze me.
Me: One would think you would realize this after 13 years-- I am the same person who won't even touch raw poultry or pork with my hands.. What makes you think I would be okay with cat vomit on my foot?
Tim: Shakes head
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So you see my dear sweet husband.. If in fact I am insane, it's because I am married and after almost a decade and a half, you still have these conversations with me.
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P.S. He has since responded to my reasoning..
Touche sir... Touche.
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