Throne Monkey

Wednesday, August 15, 2007

It is hard to feel sorry for Mom when she does stuff to herself.

She already had that problem where she gets big sores on her that hurt and she scratches them and fusses at everybody because she has problems called poison oak and she has to take little rocks called steroids that makes her yell and scream at people even more. On top of that, she went to the people doctor who only does stuff to your mouth called a dentist. She was gone for a very long time to the people doctor who only does stuff to your mouth called a dentist and her face was big and red and she was not very happy.

She told me the people doctor who only does to your mouth called a dentist cut her mouth and her teeth and it hurt a lot. She was not very happy and she felt very bad.

How can I feel sorry for her? She already knew she had problems and she went and got more problems? I am just a cat, but I know better than to go get new problems when I already have some.

The big man made very loud sleeping noises again last night and Mom with all her problems had to sleep on the couch. I asked her why she didn't make the big man sleep on the couch since he was the one making all the noise and she said the big man needs his sleep more than she needs hers so she gets up and lets him sleep and make loud sleeping noises. That is not good.

Mom is a sleepy head and if she does not sleep a long time, she gets even more problems. I think me and the big man have about all the Mom problems we can handle right now so I hope he stops making loud sleeping noises so she can sleep. A mean Mom is not cool and I don't like it because I am a cool cat.

4 Comments:

Blogger Unknown said...

You know, Monkey, if you sleep on the Big Man's face, your Mom won't be able to hear him snoring.

And we know you like sleeping on people, because you slept on OUR Mommy last weekend. WE are not allowed to sleep on her, but YOU did?

Dude, that's so NOT cool.

3:46 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

MONKEY, if you mom comes in an airplane to the place with a lot of liars, well, I am running away from home. I don't want a sock on my head or to have a mean mom around. My mom is mean enough. She locked my in the closet last night and I was in there for an hour.

Those mole things are neat. Will you mail me one?

I hope the big man and your mom get some good sleep tonight.

6:56 PM  
Blogger Sable, Molly, and Ink said...

Sammie, your mommy locks you in the closet, too??? My mom does when I try to talk to her at night about my day and how much I missed her. I don't see the problem. So I have to yell a little because I am talking to her from across the house and she is trying to sleep. She gets mad and puts me in the closet with the big white noisy machines that clean her clothes.

7:50 AM  
Blogger Michelle said...

I try so hard to catch the birds, rabbits and squirrels in my backyard. I want to bring my Mom & Dad a prize like you. The only thing that I have managed to catch for them so far is a cricket. My mom locks me out on the back porch. She is still looking at kitties on the internet. Dad told her that I was her cat. That is not cool I am Snoopy aka Joe Cool not some wimpy cat.

6:40 PM  

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