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Friday:

Saturday:

How are you spending your weekend?

When customer service is bad, you want to tell everyone. You ask to talk to a manager, write to supervisors, threaten to close an account, or shop somewhere else. Why are we compelled to do something only when we are wronged?

I intend to write to The Bank about an experience I had with one of their employees recently.
keep reading They’re gonna hear about this one.

This week, Kristine had us take photos of:

1. Something Big
2. Something Small
3. Half of Something

My something big is an old picture I took with my Canon S30 (now that’s old!). It’s a ginormous coffee cup that Daphne decided to hop into one day. She was just a kitten, like 8 or 10 weeks old. At first glance, she looks like a teeny tiny, lilliputian cat. But the cup holds 10 gallons. Yeesh, can you imagine drinking a 10-gallon cup of Starbucks?

My something small is a bottle of ketchup from the Mandarin Oriental Hotel. It came with breakfast room service, accompanied by a tiny Tabasco and mini mustard. Isn’t it just the cutest condiment?

Number three is half of the Lean Cuisine Panini I had for dinner. When I was a kid my mom had a very diplomatic way of getting my sister and me to split things. One of us would cut it, and the other would get first pick of the halves. I was meticulous about cutting it exactly in half, so my sister wouldn’t get more than I did. Well, this panini was all mine, so it didn’t matter how I cut it because I ate the whole thing. URP!

Let me know if you played, and be sure to go tell Kristine too.

Happy Friday!!

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I am getting a new couch soon. The hand-me-down I have (black with white pin stripes) is over 20 years old, and looks like it was stolen from the set of Miami Vice. It’s time, don’t you think?

The problem with getting a nice new couch is the cats. My cats are adorably cute, but they are holy terrors who wreak havoc on my couch. Even though they have a perfectly nice three-hundred-and-something-dollar cat tree, they prefer to use the plush furniture to sharpen their claws.

I have tried the double-sided tape. It only feeds Diva Daphne’s addiction for adhesive substances, and she licks and pulls the stuff off the couch leg until it becomes a big ball of stickiness that she bats around.

I taped tinfoil to the couch after hearing that cats are supposed to hate the feeling of foil. But apparently Daphne is not really a cat, because she loves it. She pulls it off and once again, forms a ball, suitable for smacking and carrying around the house. The foil does serve as a nice accessory for when we play fetch. But I digress.

The feline furniture destroyers work as a team. Daphne pulls off the deterrent of the month, and Jasper gets medieval on the innocent sofa. But I have caught Daphne trying to razorize her stubby clipped claws at the side of the sofa too.

My cats will be allowed on this new couch, because I have a lap, and they both believe it belongs to them. I just want to spare my new couch the wrath of their claws. So I’m soliciting my readers for suggestions.

Have you had any luck with Soft Claws? Aside from de-clawing (not an option), do you have other any tried-and-true remedies for keeping my new couch in its original unshredded state?

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