This damn cat Hallie, she's so evil that she's penetrated our subconscious. Last night, Nick the Roommate was sleeping soundly, and Hallie had to go and ruin it by slipping into his dreams.
The following is Nick's account of his dream involving me:
"You were talking to Hallie. Something like, 'Hallie, I got your email. I appreciate you not throwing up on the shoes.' But in REAL LIFE, she did throw up very close to the shoes. Before you left, though. Waite was up... haha."
Yes, "haha," everyone enjoy a good laugh at the expense of our shoes!
Don't worry. Your shoes were saved. It was only mine and Waite's that caught the brunt of the projectiles...
ReplyDeletePerhaps a shoe shelf of some sort would be a wise purchase? Or maybe a chest of shoes, since I was just informed that Hallie would enjoy climbing on the shoe shelf. Hmm.
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