Note to the driver I encountered while trying to get home: Driving THIRTY MILES under the speed limit does NOT make you less conspicuous to law enforcement. In fact, I'd go as far as saying it makes you MORE conspicuous. Especially when you are inching along and a string of more than ten cars is stuck behind you, unable to pass. This is conspicuous. I promise.
Anyway, on the way home from work, I stopped at Meijer to grab some Guinness for me and Jeremy and a big honking dog bone for Cleo, who just happened to be the birthday dog yesterday.
#1. You are a crazy cat lady.
Yes, some cat people are "crazy." And I have been described that way. But if you think you can make me feel bad about not being out drinking on St. Patrick's Day by insinuating that I would rather be home with my cats? Well ... you'd be somewhat right.
But assumption #2? Oh boy.
But, I might consider trying that brand of cat litter.