O is for Obnoxious

An Alphabytes Entry

Man, this one is easy. My cats are OBNOXIOUS!!! They are making me crazy. My girly cat is in my face or romping all over my things. Last night she leaped from one surface to another in my room, the more places she landed, the more freaked she became. She leaped on my dresser last night and skid from one end to the other. Knocking my big heavy jewelry box off. (Thank god, it hit the bench before it hit the floor.) she knocked most everything else off or to the very edges. She knocked the huge snow globe into the painting behind it. (It's a Christmas Deco, that I've had out to pack properly.) Then she leaped from the dresser onto the second nightstand sitting next to it. It has my antique flower basket vase on it. This she flipped right off the damned thing. I leaped through the air to catch it. (My back will never recover this stunt.) My vase survived. Shit, barely. My mom just gave me that vase last month too, it was my great grandmother's. I would have had to move to Anartica to outrun that break.

Then we have the Bayou Badass. He's in the kitchen right now, calling the dog in. So he can beat on him. This has been going on all day. I left for three hours and damned if it wasn't still going on when I got home.

All of this obnoxious behavior. I wonder what's going on with them?

Oh yes, let's go a step further...Obnoxious boys. Both of them are. I took little man to the pool today and we swam for three hours. You'd think it'd have worn him down. Instead, he is like a speed freak. Then there's Prince Sexy Bitch. He was told to mow the lawns before I left...You think it's done? NO. He's at church tonight. Swears he'll do it tomorrow. I am worn out with all of this obnoxiousness. I am headed for bed.

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