If only... turns into a cat-astrohpy?

His parents are sending me in a whirlwind of rage. But I am going to try to stay positive thoroughout this blog (who knows how long that will last...).

If only Thank You cards wrote themselves, I'd have an easier time doing them and sending them off. I do not know if I will ever send off my dad's package to him because now I cannot find what I was going to put in there.

I was taking a nap earlier today because my stomach was hurting. I wake up around 8 am to make sandwiches for my fiance when he comes in for his lunch break. I really hate getting phone calls around 6 in the morning (his first break) so I can talk for a second, roll over and fall asleep again, then later receive another phone call asking for a sandwich. Did I tell you that my sister also called me later? That was another issue.

I make them when I am half asleep. I guess I am good at making sandwiches, otherwise he would not ask as often. But then again I guess he has to eat the food I give him because if he did not I would get on his case about not eating the food at home. Woe is me for I have to make sandwiches.

Yesterday I went to PetSmart because they have this cool little pitcher with a pour-spout that has a bag of cat food in it and coupons. We have chosen to feed our cat Iams because of the sparkling recommendation from Kittens for Dummies and what my boyfriend said, which I will paraphrase:

Of course it is good cat food. Squiggles [his parent's cat] would eat it all the time if he could. He would not like it if it was not good cat food.

While this does not make sense to many other people, it does to me. In other words, it is good cat food. Squiggles is the cat that annoys me all the time and does not like to be held. He spends much more time outside than inside. He got into a street brawl the other week, they had to take him to the vet because of the huge gash it left on his side. They still let him outside, despite this incident.

Our kitten will be an indoors kitty. Forever. We may take her outside occasionally, but I do not want her to be an outside cat. I only see hurt and pain coming from that, seriously. Maybe it is because I have been reading "Kittens for Dummies" and the book is so anti-outdoors cat it would scare just about any first-time cat owner to keep their cat inside.

At PetCo we saw these gorgeous kittens and young adult cats. They were very friendly. They just wanted to be petted and taken home, you could tell. I wish I had taken pictures, you would have wanted to see them. I am sure of it.

In response to Alice's comment on the Achoo post, I did buy a litter box already and it is not self-cleaning. I seriously wanted a self-cleaning box but if it comes on automatically I am afraid of kitty being in there and getting hurt. But I am considering the automatic water bowl. Maybe I am taking the books advice too close to heart, but the book recommends I get food bowls not made of plastic. So far the only bowls I have seen attached to the automatic water bowls are plastic though and that kind of sucks.

I could go on and on about kitty, but I will stop for right now. I am going to work on some cleaning for a little bit and may be on later. Maybe I will vent about the in-law problems I am having, maybe I will not. I want to keep my mind on happy things, but who knows.

By the way, we are going to go see the apartments we want today. Maybe we will be signing a lease, or maybe not. Who knows. We will see what happens. Cross your fingers on this one. This apartment complex is very pet-friendly. If we move, we get the kitty and all is happiness afterwards. Unfortunately, we are thinking about moving next month, the same month as the wedding. Why do I only see tears and heartbreak in our near future?