Monday, June 18, 2007

My son just informed me that the cat urped. I did of course suggest that since he had found it, he should clean it up. He disagreed. Instead he brought me a paper towel. A single paper towel. Uhh, one flimsy sheet of paper is so not enough for me to touch something that has recently been on the inside of my cat (okay, anything that has ever been on the inside of my cat). I need four or five paper towels, at the very least.

Oooh ish.

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

'Urped'. What a perfect word. Straight into my active vocabulary. Thank you.

gossamer said...

Glad to contribute to the vocabulary of a poet!