Day 1290: FurBall
If you’re following this blog at all, you likely noticed there wasn’t a post yesterday. I wasn’t feeling well.
In the early hours of the morning today, I figured out why. I had a massive fur ball which was trying to get out.
Now, when it comes to ejecting fur balls, there is only one concept to keep in mind: Location, Location, Location. You simply cannot just puke it up anywhere!
Prime locations include:
- Beside the bed. Preferably where the Apes set their first step of the day.
- In the kitchen in front of the sink. Whoever makes the coffee usually gets that one. However, not a exactly a prime location as it cleans up too easily.
- Inside a shoe.
- Smack dab in the middle of the upstairs hallway.
- On the couch.
- Any article of clothing.
I find the hallway is best. Somewhere between the master bedroom and the bathroom seems to be optimal. There is a small chance that it won’t get stepped on, however, but I do enjoy a bit of gambling.
Especially when I win! It was the Big Haired Wife who got the wet foot treatment while yelling, “Damned Cat!” Just seeing her hobbling to the bathroom to clean her foot brought a purr to my throat.
Yup! Satisfaction guaranteed!
I know what youre thinking. How can a Cat blog? You think just because we dont have vocal cords or opposable thumbs that we arent intelligent? 
