Sunday, May 5, 2013

Sick and Tired

I have been worried the last couple of days. I haven't said anything because I wasn't sure,but it's not that bad. He's been spending time in his box, acting sick, and now I know what's wrong.

Tree has a kitty cold. He is sniffling and sneezing and snorting all over the place. It would almost be cute if it wasn't so pathetic and sad.

Okay, maybe it's a little cute. Adorable. But mostly pathetic.

He got snot all over my comforter. And this is why I haven't gotten a new one yet.

He said no pictures.

But he is not the only one feeling a little off. Me? Well I was really hungover, and I am tired. 

I really didn't intend to be hungover. Well, I guess no one ever intends to be hungover, but when I woke up I just felt like absolute shit, and I really couldn't figure out why. I hadn't had that much to drink, although it had been all sugary...margaritas, and ill-advised Fanta.

And then someone reminded me, that around 2 or 3 in the morning, just before bed, the birthday girl stomped her feed and demanded birthday tequila shots. Her poor husband looked so broken and forlorn, begged not to, but I took mine willingly, and yet I was the one who was dead this morning. 

Luckily, all I had to do was eat pizza, watch a movie, go have lunch with my parents (salad), come home, lay in bed, be lazy, and my hangover went away.

Life is good. 

But not for poor Tree.


  1. Oh no! Poor Tree!!!! The chiropractor fixes Chippy-Cat's booger problems. Maybe Tree needs an adjustment???

    1. I wonder if there is a kitty chiropractor nearby?!

    2. He goes to the human chiro. Not mine though. He has his own. She will adjust any critter I bring her after hours for $10/visit.