I had a moment of clarity just now, the kind where you're having a conversation and you blurt out something that crystalizes how you feel and you didn't know you felt that way until you said it. I was telling my coworker Gavin about how much I enjoyed stepping out of the shower and into a pile of fresh dog puke this morning when I said:
I hate all my animals. I want them to die. I wish my house would burn down with them trapped inside.
Clearly, I'm having pet issues right now. And maybe house issues, too.
Posted by Chuck at May 10, 2004 11:35 AMChuck, your pets (at least your dog) are clearly having "Chuck issues" as well.
But still I sympathize. I spent much of the weekend cleaning my house, only to return home from work yesterday to experience a suspicious whiff of Frida pee. Frida is my cat. I could not find the exact whereabouts of the smell's source.
No more pets.
Posted by: Jim at May 11, 2004 10:13 AM