When cats do shots, a lesson in karma

My day started out as any other, I was snuggling up to momma and she had to get up for work. I found this to be quite annoying since I was comfortable. Mrr However, being the mindful creature I am, i do my best to live in the meowment.

I went down to eat my biscuits, my bowl was pathetically empty. Only about 2/3 still contained food, i had to remind myself that i was grateful to even have biscuits. Having an attitude of gratitude is a big part of my felinesophy.

Ma got home and her and the other serv-...my family had lunch and all seemed well...

BUT THEN [dun dun duuun]

They put me in the "protective" space of what the call the "cat carrier," (side note: what's a cat?) And EVEN WORSE the car.

I try, I really do, to not think of things in terms of "good" or "bad" but i am only flesh and blood ['mmm flesh and blood] and the car is my one exception. Well, that and the faucet. Metaforically fuck that thing.

I was all ready to "go out and do shots" you know, let loose, but momma meant that I, not we, was getting my vaccines and not getting turnt! Meow

On the way home i shedded hair all over momma and the car. Dad spent the whole afternoon getting my little kitteh hairs off of everything including the Toyota's interior.meow

I am now home and feeling pretty good watching them clean up after me-ow.

I guess that is what you call CAR-ma

The end.