An evening in the life of a writer
For those of you who are curious how a writer with a full-time job spends the time between when they leave the day job and start their evening writing, the following is pretty much how it goes for me:
- Drive home from the office
- Potty dogs
- Feed dogs
- Potty dogs again
- Give antibiotic to girl greyhound
- Give cookies for all dogs because greyhound took her pill nicely
- Feed cat
- Feed humans
- Do two loads of laundry
- Pick up turds that 19-year-old cat left as a welcome-home gift in my office
- Give cat catnip to keep her occupied
- Forgot that cat "talks" non-stop when she gets stoned
- Reminds self never to give elderly cat catnip again
posted by Lisa Shearin at
10:18 AM
3 Comments:
I missed this one Saturday--very funny, especially your talking, stoned cat. :) I have an elderly cat who leaves me "presents" too. At least he goes near the litterbox, even if not in it.
You should probably write about dogs, you know. :)
Hahaha,
Made me laugh about the cat catnip
cat getting stoned
mine does that too
This sounds like my evenings-- except for the cat parts. It's more like "let the dogs out, let the dogs in. let the dogs out, let the dogs in." So yeah, I can relate.
Patti
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