Eff you, cat. Also, husband? Eff you a little bit too.
I woke up in a happy mood.
Then, I stepped on the edge of a plastic bag DH left out. It totally had been peed on by the damn cat, who for the last ten years has insisted on alternately making love to/pissing on plastic bags. It was full of clothes I had set aside for donation.
I am a pissfoot.
To anyone considering getting a kitten, fucking DON'T. They turn into cats. And cats are nice, until they decide they want to be an asshole, around which they take the stance of "Go big or Go Home".
Asshole. No feather toy time for you now.