Wednesday, August 24, 2005

I might just use the bottle of Cat Pee--sorry, Cat Phee--to club my cat over the head. The other day that she marked the front of the tv and dvd player in the spare room which are sitting on a cheap tv stand from Target, and it got in between the laminate and the particle board. Yoga is not relaxing when you deeply inhale the odor of cat urine. On second thought, maybe it's more productive to just drink the Cat Phee and deal with the damn cat later.