Doritos

Hey peeps sorry for my absence lately. Been trying to save the world, one atom at a time. You wouldn’t think it, but that takes up a LOT of time.

Last night Lauren drew my attention to the fact that we forgot to pick up food for our two cats. So come this morning we wouldn’t have dry food to put out for them for the day.

A. My cats are fat .
B. They’re cats, they’ll be ok a half day without food.
C. Did I mention they were fat!

They also still had a bunch left in their bowl, so really not a problem.
OK, I know that was a lot of pointless babble, but this is going somewhere, really.

This morning Lauren and I were in the bathroom getting ready for work. Lauren turns to me and says. I’ll give you a little more room in the bathroom (our bathroom is really small) and go feed the cats. She left the bathroom chuckling to herself at the go feed the cats comment. The next thing I hear is Lauren in our kitchen talking to the cats in very apologetic and silly sounding voice. Here is what I overheard.

Lauren to cats:

“Hi, I’m glad you’re both here.
Ah, how do I say this… I have some bad news, we’re out of food this morning. Please accept my sincerest apologies. We will pick up food for you on the way home from work today. But for now I’ll sit down on the floor with you and feed you both a bunch of cat treats.”

Yeah, so I was laughing my ass off through this entire conversation. Oh and cat treats are essentially the same as eating a handful of Doritos for breakfast. Which I’m pretty sure I’ve done at one point or another… mmmmmm, Doritos…

Happy Thursday!
-JM