Anger, Rage, Fume !
My landlady (in London) has 3 terminally stupid cats.
Wednesday : I come into the house after work (I do that sometimes) and the whole house smells of cat piss. I am convinced that they have been having a piss party and pissing over each other. Except for the particularly hairy cat who opted out for a vomit party of his own
Damned perverts !
Thursday : Cook my dinner, phone rings and I go to answer it, Crash the cats knock my dinner off the worktop and are walking about in the resultant mess (probably waiting to start another piss party)
Friday : Get told that I have to install equipment in all over UK & Ireland, so I decide not to buy any fresh food. Get back and discover the other lodger has eaten all my food in the freezer & fridge. Go to bed at 6PM
Saturday : Get up for work and go into bathroom, discover that atleast one cat has cr@pped in the bath. Go into kitchen and discover the kitchen floor, worktops and walls awash in cat urine
Sunday : Get up for work and discover my freshly washed and dried clothes are now wet again with a less than improved odor. Obviously they have been used as the backdrop for the cats fetish party.
WTF am I going to do guys, this is seriously getting on my nerves
Happily I have found a babysitter for my guitars while I am away.
Rob...