Wednesday, September 28, 2011

Dear Sadie

You are a cat.  For the first 15 years of your life, you were my baby.

I'm sorry to have to tell you this, but there's a new kid in town.

This doesn't mean I don't love you anymore - just that I don't have time to pay you the attention you want.  When you jump on the couch, I worry about your cat hair & litter getting on the baby.  When I shoo you off a chair or blanket or bed, don't take it personally.  It's just that there is someone else. 

But next time you decide to pay me back for the lack of attention by vomiting ridiculous amounts of cat puke, please try to aim for the laminate. 

It's easier to clean.

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