Friday, February 3

the freak show

i don't know if they've decided to lace catnip with cocaine or if i accidentally picked up a super "potent" variety or if zoe's just naturally wired, but she's been a complete whack job the last couple days. i'm not sure what to do with her. i've tried amping her up a couple hours before going to bed (you know, to try to wear her out) with no success. i've also tried ignoring her outragoues behavior. tried to play with her for a while, in case she was just acting out for attention - it appeased her for a bit. attempted the squirt bottle for certain behaviors with mild success (she's at least considering using the scratch box i got her rather than the carpet...). she's unstoppable.

if i can't stop a kitten from going crazy on me, i don't think i'd be a great mom. likely, i'd be the mother sitting in the middle of the grocery store aisle, day dreaming about life in aruba while my kids danced around eating sugared up cereal and otherwise creating hell on earth. i would probably be the only mother to ever get kicked out of a grocery store permanently. this is my way of saying, mom, i have new found respect for you and your parental ways. don't expect grandkids from your daughter.

at least she's not destroying too much of my apt. hopefully. goodness knows what she does when she actually allows me to fall asleep.

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