Oliver Is a Little Shit
Nov. 22nd, 2025 12:26 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
days_unfoldingGracie was bugging Oliver. He jumped on the table and knocked down his food. Bella stole a can. A quiet morning at home.
Oliver really scratched me up today. First, he was on my lap rolling around, and he lost his balance and scratched a bleeding gash in my leg. Then, when I had just gotten out of the shower, he jumped on my back but couldn't get his footing because I had no clothes on, and he slid down my back with claws outstretched. I yelled bloody (and it was) murder and told him to leave the bathroom. Surprisingly, he did.
I have a lot of freaking stuff to do at work today (she said as she distracts herself by adding to the rolling post). And I'm coughing up a storm.
I couldn't sleep over lunch. It didn't help that Gracie was licking my face.
The fence guy came to check the site out and do some measurements. They'll be here to replace the fence on Monday morning.
I just canceled my singing lesson because I can't stop coughing. It'll be nice to lie down.
I'm going to need more cold medicine. I think that I'll throw myself together tomorrow and go get some though because I'll need to show an ID. I'll wear a mask because I'm coughing.
Okay, I signed up for three Dial-A-Carol slots.
Lay down after work. Slept until almost 10 PM. TMI: had to change my clothes due to an accident. Put on pajamas. Took the dogs out and slipped and fell on the mud.
Fed the cats. That little shit Oliver will abandon his food to eat Lily’s. I’ll feed the dogs in a minute (done, and fed myself). I need to feed the cats and Gracie again before going to sleep. I'll do so and go to bed.
Oliver really scratched me up today. First, he was on my lap rolling around, and he lost his balance and scratched a bleeding gash in my leg. Then, when I had just gotten out of the shower, he jumped on my back but couldn't get his footing because I had no clothes on, and he slid down my back with claws outstretched. I yelled bloody (and it was) murder and told him to leave the bathroom. Surprisingly, he did.
I have a lot of freaking stuff to do at work today (she said as she distracts herself by adding to the rolling post). And I'm coughing up a storm.
I couldn't sleep over lunch. It didn't help that Gracie was licking my face.
The fence guy came to check the site out and do some measurements. They'll be here to replace the fence on Monday morning.
I just canceled my singing lesson because I can't stop coughing. It'll be nice to lie down.
I'm going to need more cold medicine. I think that I'll throw myself together tomorrow and go get some though because I'll need to show an ID. I'll wear a mask because I'm coughing.
Okay, I signed up for three Dial-A-Carol slots.
Lay down after work. Slept until almost 10 PM. TMI: had to change my clothes due to an accident. Put on pajamas. Took the dogs out and slipped and fell on the mud.
Fed the cats. That little shit Oliver will abandon his food to eat Lily’s. I’ll feed the dogs in a minute (done, and fed myself). I need to feed the cats and Gracie again before going to sleep. I'll do so and go to bed.
