Tuesday, September 22, 2009

I am a Sucker

I don't much care for sayings on my t-shirts, but at times I feel I have one saying , and in big print,
"SUCKER"
The unlovable mutts that share my house have figured it out a long time ago. However bad they are, and they can be bad, at the end of the day there is always a bowl of food and a place to snooze, oftentimes to the discomfort of this person.
The resident rodents have figured it out. They know I have a hard time killing them, so they reward me by eating holes in my bags of legumes and my t-shirts and undies and, the latest, peeing on the satellite receiver so it has corroded and lost its signal.
And now the cat that has appeared and that I was hoping would keep the rodent population in check, has decided that the food that I leave out for it is fine, but better yet is stuff that is not meant for feline consumption. But HEY, what is the sucker going to do ? They all have me figured out, so maybe a t-shirt with "SUCKER" is just redundant.
They already know.

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