Day Five

Sad Day….

HunterThis is Hunter. He seems to think that he and I are in a relationship with one another. He constantly wants to cuddle, he follows me into the shower, and he waits up for me when I’m out and don’t get home until midnight. He sits in the window sill and waits for me. When he sees me pull into the driveway he runs over to the door. He’s better than Chip, my dog. She runs up to me with tail wagging and before I can even touch her, she runs away and goes back to bed.

Even on the nights I stay home, but my boyfriend is over, Hunter still waits up. My boyfriend and I will be saying our goodnights for the night and Hunter will just be sitting directly behind the two of us. Just waiting for me to shut the door behind my boyfriend as he leaves.

This morning, I was trying to get some things done the computer. I was eating egg salad and coffee while he sat on the table right behind the computer. I’m typing and I hear little licks. I look to my side and what do you know…Hunter thought that we’ve taken that step in our relationship to share food together.

“NOO!!” I screamed mostly because egg salad isn’t good for him. So I take it away. While I’m rinsing the bowl in the sink I turn back around and he’s drinking my coffee. Like, really? That’s my coffee, man…

So I take the coffee away from him. He won’t stop meowing at me…it’s been a half hour.

I thought I would share this story with you because usually when I’m writing, he tends to be right up my butt along with Raph, my turtle. So I thought this was appropriate. Also, I knew I was going to have nothing to say because I am not going to be writing today. If I don’t write, then I have nothing to say on my blog and I wanted to update this thing.

The reason I am not going to be writing today is because I am just simply too busy. I have homework that I have not done in a very long time because…well, homework is stupid. I have work in about two hours and my sister is sick so I might have to take her to the doctors before I go to work. That, and the kitchen is a mess…someone should clean that up.

So I probably do have time to write a little bit right now, but I don’t want to get interrupted. I have work 11-6 today and then my cousin’s birthday party is 7-9. It’s her friend party and she’s turning 11, so she’s excited; therefore I have to go. So if I’m going to write at all today it’s not going to be until late tonight. In which case I will just update my word count tomorrow in my blog post.

Tomorrow is my cousin’s real birthday and I have no idea what we’re doing for it. I don’t know if we’re celebrating it tomorrow or Sunday or what, but if I’m not doing anything tomorrow and if I’m not too tired, I might as well write straight through the night tonight, I don’t care. I think it would fun.

Anyway, we’ll see if I get any work done tonight…I hope everyone else isn’t too busy today!

2013: 96,336/365,000 Words Written
2013: 1,749/18,250 Pages Read

 

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6 thoughts on “Day Five

  1. My interruptions are far less furry (darn kids – get away from my cereal!), but I certainly have my fair share. The eggs and coffee – I can definitely relate.

    • Well, I have interruptions left and right. Mom, dad, two older sisters, two younger cousins, two dogs, a cat, and a turtle, lol. Believe me, the turtle can be a pain regardless of how quiet turtles are.

    • I have two younger cousins. The older one doesn’t really care, but the almost 9 year old likes to sit and watch me. Literally watch me. No words or anything, it’s pretty distracting, lol.

  2. Oh my gosh. What a cute little fluff of a distraction!
    My cat is an outdoor one, but he’s enough of a distraction trying to climb up the glass of any window I happen to be near while writing…

    • Hunter used to belong to my neighbor. They had cats, but their daughter wanted a dog. Thinking the animals wouldn’t get along, they released the cats. Hunter went from being outdoor part time to outdoor full time to indoor full time. We have other pets and for his own health, we keep him in. He tries to get out whenever he has the chance.

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