Okay, so I'm a black cat. And it's Halloween. So what. It means nothing to me, never really has. I'm tired, I'm old, it's getting cold (yeah, yeah- I stay inside. Let me gripe already!) and I don't have the Halloween spirit this year.
We never get trick-or-treaters around these parts, so we just left the outside light off and mom and I sat and watched dad nodding off while we were watching a movie. Cheap entertainment, I guess.
I'm on their sh*t list right now. I kind of had an accident on the floor last night, so I'm lying low. No cutesy pictures, no witty or clever wordiness.
It's storming heavily right now. Sounds like maybe some hail, too.
Mom wants dad to do some painting around here today. Gonna be a cold, gray miserable day. Good day to paint, I guess. I'm off y'all.