Instead, I am engaging in an ongoing turf war, a territorial battle that shows no signs of ending anytime soon. Day by day, moment by moment, the enemy is encroaching on my space.
Today, I've even captured photographic images of this relentless onslaught:
These aerial photos show just how much territory has been lost to the army of cat fat. Sure, the spiral notebook (yes, that is YOOGN) is still unoccupied, but if you look to the north, Midget's tail has already begun a slow invasion. It's only a matter of time before YOOGN is lost.
Sure, the look peaceable. They look like sweet, cuddly, sleepy cats. But in reality, they're taking over. Inch by inch, nap by nap, they're conquering my desk. If it continues, I will be forced out of the office completely and sent back to the dining room table from whence I came.
See what I have to put up with? It's a wonder I ever get anything done.
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*Takes deep breath, turns toward Japanistansilvania.*
ReplyDeleteBAD KITTEHZ!!!
Also, awwwwwwwwwwwww ;-)
Adam
Encroaching on YOOGN is an act of war.
ReplyDeleteBNOD is at the ready, should you decide to launch a pre-emptive strike.
The Coalition of the Willing Stationery.
I feel your pain. My kitty either hates me and is trying to eat me, one centimeter at a time, or loves me and must sit on my wrists as I type.
ReplyDeleteROFL
ReplyDeleteYeah, four hundred eighty three THOUSAND six hundred ten words (483,610) words since January 1, it is amazing that you get anything written. Clearly, if you didn't have to put up invading kitty cats, you could write two million words in a year instead of a measly one million.
You're such a slacker. Any excuse not to write.
Diana
Yes, it's all their fault I haven't reached a million yet. I could've reached a million by now if it wasn't for those meddling kitties!
ReplyDeleteI feel like I'm writing on a typewriter.
Type-type-type-type-shove.
Type-type-type-type-shove.
Type-type-type-type-shove.
Even now, one of them is oozing onto the *shove* keyboard while I'm trying to write *shove*.