27.3.10

Worst.Mother.Ever.

That'd be me - in case you were wondering.

What did I do to deserve the title? Just in the past week alone I:
  • woke up early last Saturday and used The Horrible Noise Machine for an hour (for you non-felines, that means I vacuumed);
  • left The Gang alone for six days with only a short daily visit from the sitter;
  • scheduled The Boys for a visit to the vet, which entailed a 30-minute fight with Francis (he really didn't want to get into the carrier);
  • spent more time yesterday sleeping and getting caught up than serving my Feline Masters;
  • and (today) put Greta in a carrier so she could return to her life in Brooklyn.
The question is, can I redeem myself?

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