The trouble with cat-sitting.
I am the one getting sat-on.
Every time I sit down, the cat thinks it is for the purposes of her to sit on me…
i.e., Buttercup jumps in my lap every time I sit,
and I am not a person to remain sitting. I am a get up and down kind of person.
I fear I am a great frustration to her,
as she is also a frustration to my purposes,
making for long days.
I need a less needy cat. 😉
Having children or pets around is work-making.
I have to remember to close certain doors, pick certain things up (like not leaving food or drink in an accessible place while I leave the room, or the cat might have a snack in my absence :-P)… not leaving the basin with the bleach water sitting where the cat might drink it… constantly keeping an ear out to make sure no one is getting into mischief…
It’s having to always be on.
This is what’s been nice about retirement… having finished with the raising of children… a life more at ease.
Nothing is going to happen to me that the Lord and I can’t handle