So, I was lounging in my Lounge Box; I call it that because it’s long enough for a long boy like me to stretch out and lounge in, while my Mom and Dad were having breakfast nearby and I kept hearing my name come up. I figured something was up and not wanting any part of that something, I ended my lounging and went upstairs.
I asked myself, “Self, what do I want to do today? Make a fort? I do that every day. Do I want to lounge some more? I did that already. What to do? What to do?“
And myself answered, “Quint, you find the oddest predicaments. You’re a cat and a handsome ManCat at that. You like making forts, so I’m thinking you’re going to make a fort sometime today. Hey, maybe you’ll even lounge in your fort! That would be something. Oh wait, you do that every day. I know! Just keep sitting there, looking devastatingly handsome and I bet your Mom comes in and find something for you to do!”
Okay, Mom is publicly admitting she has no idea when Blooper Friday is. Is it the second Friday of the month, or the third? Maybe every other month? Maybe some other month on some other kind of calendar? She doesn’t know. Seems like this would be a simple thing to remember, but, no. Not for Mom. *sigh* Looks like we’ll need to cut her some slack. And enjoy her collection of bloopers!
(Actually, she’s quite amazed anyone, in their right mind, would ever publicly post blooper photos. Then again, she posts photos all the time she considers bloopers. She’s a picky one, that Mom is.)
Surprisingly, Mom agreed this photo was definitely hers. How could she tell? Because she’s the only one who gets down on the floor to take cat photos, and she remembered crawling under the kitchen table to take a couple. Not surprisingly, not all of them are of National Geographic quality! Ha!