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Somewhat Crunchy, Old Fashioned, Fundamental Bible Believing Christian.
Full time stay at home mom to many.
(Two by choice, Six by birth, Eight in Heaven)
Infertility, miscarriage, and stillbirth survivor.
College student. Relaxed homeschooler. Molder of hearts and minds. Cheerer of ball games.
Lover of books. Stringer of words. Wanna be photographer.
Passionate lover and helper of my Super Hubbie!

Friday, April 17, 2009

A letter to my cats.

Dear Cats,

We did not invite you to live here because we especially wanted to be a cat family. We actually hired you on to do a JOB, paying you with room and board. You see, we brought you to live on a FARM. Mice come into our home and take up residence in our kitchen. This is a very disgusting problem. Your job is to CATCH said mice and chase them away. You have become very lax in this department. Infact, it seems you have stopped working all together. This does not make me happy. I don't see why I should have to continue providing you with food and cleaning up after you if you can't do this one simple INSTINCTUAL thing for me. You *must* catch the mice. If you don't, it will not go well for you! I hope we have an understanding.

Sincerely,
~ Me

2 comments:

  1. I think you should stop providing said food for them. They will figure out a way to feed themselves!

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  2. You are a crack up.

    (But I totally think you're right.)

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