Yesterday I had a VERY rough day.  Without boring you all with the
details, I can tell you that it contained 4 hours of sleep, a broken
taillight on my car, a major headache, and a busy clinic day

(I work at a weekend vaccination clinic for cats and dogs)

Anyways, I came home and went straight to the bathroom and started a
hot bath.  Imp was on my roommate's bed and Mischief was on my bed.  I
settled into my nice hot bath when the door was pushed open.  Mischief
lets out a meow and saunters over to the bathtub.  She peeks in and
gives me a look that clearly says, "You ignored me when you came in
for THIS?" She turned up her nose and sulked off.

*sigh* I forgot that the first thing I'm supposed to do when I get
home is pay homage to her highness.  After my bath I stroked her and
she meowed loudly, as if lecturing me on proper slave etiquette.
"You're supposed to pet ME."  Every meow sounds likes she's saying,
"ME, ME, ME, everything's supposed to be about MEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!"

Ah yes, the queen must be served.

Coming.............

Kristi

Slave to Mishief and Imp