Dear Very Bad Keetonz(tm)
While I admire qualities like tenacity and persistence (in people) I was a little bit perturbed this morning to come out and find ghost poo, bubblewrap and shredded tissue all over the living/dining areas. I’m super curious to know how you managed to get the box open, since I’d (I thought, anyway) cleverly folded the box flaps over/under/over/under in such a way as to keep the box shut overnight.
I realize that the fault is entirely mine for not entirely removing the box (and thus temptation) which contained these base Epic-Mother-Of-All-Messes-making materials, and that expecting 5 VBK(tm) to resist such an opportunity is perhaps a trifle unrealistic.
My bad. It won’t happen again.
Love,
Mommy
Dear Eldest Offspring,
While I admire your creative process and always want to make every single resource at my disposal available to you, I would like to reiterate the following request. When you take the card reader into your bedroom and it then becomes lost in the morass of clutter residing on your floor, I cannot download pictures from my camera into my computer. Especially when the card for my camera is IN the card reader, meaning that I couldn’t take pictures in the first place. This, of course, is because either you or your sister broke the port that would enable me to use the camera sans card by shoving the wrong plug/cable into the hole and making it fit, which incident (and my feelings regarding same) we have covered in previous communications.
When the card reader and by extension my camera card both disappear, I cannot take pictures of Epic Mother Of All Messes Made By Very Bad Keetonz(tm) and post them on the internet.
This irritates me and thwarts my creative process. It also disappoints the legions of VBK fans who are, I am sure, eagerly anticipating the next installment of the never ending fun from Casa Way Too Many Freaking Tuxedo Cats.
I’m just saying.
Love,
Mommy
PS: Happy New Year!
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Hee hee hee… oh my. My cat decided that she doesn’t appreciate our Christmas break schedule which includes her being fed 3 hours later than usual since all of us are happily sleeping late. She knocked down the giant container of straight knitting needles from my dresser which is weighted by SAND and it all poured all over the ONLY basket of clean clothing that I have. HAHAAHAHAHAHAA. F—ing felines.
Mouse, see most recent post. “Everyone is sleeping later, and I want breakfast NOW.” seems to be the cause here as well.
*sigh*
TM (The Meezer) is sitting here looking at me oddly as I cackle hysterically (maniacally?) at your posts about the VBKs(tm) and their antics…
Do you think Siamese and Tuxedo Kitties communicate via airwaves? She certainly has a very smug expression on her face…
(((hugs)))