motherteresa

My kitty, Jello, ran out of the house this morning when Josh was taking out the trash. Josh tried to catch him and instead scared him. Jello was abused when he was a baby before we got him and is extremely sensitive and nervous. Jello thought he was in trouble and ran under the house. It is impossible for a person to get under there to get him out and Jello refused to come out on his own.

Josh and I were arguing since I was extremely upset. I asked Josh to simply go in the house and leave me to deal with the cat. Of course, that was too simple of a request so he kept arguing. The worst part is when he says shit under his breath and then walks away. That getting the last word in shit, like a kid, pisses me off to no end. I asked him to just shut up, but no. Basically, I ended up having a full blown panic attack.

We finally were able to coax Jello out and go to workalmost an hour late. On the way, Josh continued to push me and yayanother panic attack.

Jello is the grey kitty in the middle


So anyway, I'm at work now, but completely unable to concentrate and drained. There's a rumor that our boss is going to let us leave early at 2pm todayI SO need it to be true.

Fin.