They drive me crazy! Well, the cats do at least. I'm not sure how I ended up with the zoo. Rob wanted the dog to begin with, yet I have the dog. I also have his cat. It wasn't so bad when he was living here because we would share animal duties. But now that it's just me, it's a big job!!!! A really big job!!!! I now understand why people who have crazy amounts of pets let their house go and turn into shambles. It's not because they're lazy....it's not because they don't care.... it's because it would be a full-time job taking care of them!!!
I only have four pets (I say so casually as if it's normal to have four) and I'm going mad. Crazy mad. Psycho mad. Example: I cleaned my loft on Tuesday afternoon. Scrubbed it down. Washed the floors (concrete's surprisingly hard to keep clean), the bathrooms, did my laundry. My friend Jen was coming over for dinner that night so I wanted the place to be animal hair free. After I was done, the place looked great! Wonderful! I loved my home.
The next day I came home and found track marks. Fred track marks. He was out on the balcony, got wet and muddy because they pressure washed our building and haven't cleaned up the balconies yet, but Freddie managed to walk all through it then track it into the house. There is a perfect trail of him going from the balcony door all the way into the kitchen to his food bowl, and back out. He obviously did this several times. So now I have to mop again!
I then went up stairs to find that one of the cats barfed on my new clean bedding. ARGH! BASTARDS. I had to throw everything into the washer AGAIN and wait for it to be done before I could go to bed. While it was washing, I was in the bathroom flossing when I heard a strange sound down stairs. The dog barfed up what ever it was she ate at the park that I couldn't identify. So I had to stop flossing and go clean that up. When I came back upstairs, Chicken (Zhu Zhu) hacked up a hair ball on the floor and Freckles shredded the last of my toilet paper that I stupidly left on the counter (you have to put it up high as she loves to shred). I think it was at that point that I started to cry.
So you see, it's not that crazy pet people are crazy and lazy, it's just a full-time job.
Hey, thats what its like having kids!! You just don't have a life of your own until they are all gone. And then they set up home in your brain!! And believe me, my children in my brain are just as messy and worrisome!!LOLAnd totally wonderful and welcome there.
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