Kitty assistance

I'm sick with some bastard cold, and am staying home today. I was up at 4:30 AM sneezing non-stop and have icky muscle aches and a swollen throat. Sugar took this as her cue to begin bugging me for her breakfast, so I had to shuffle over like a decrepit mummy to her food bowl and feed her.

I wish you could send cats out to do personal errands. I would love to send Sugar to the store to pick up some provisions, but I can just see how that would go. She'd pick up turkey instead of tofurkey so that she could have some. She'd buy PMS medicine instead of cold medicine to infer that I was being a bitch on the rag. And although I'd ask for a two-liter bottle of Diet 7-Up, she would just bring back a can of regular 7-Up claiming the bottle was too heavy. Of course, most of her time in the store would be spent in the pet aisle, buying new toys and treats, maybe a new litter box.

Then she would take her dear sweet time getting back to the house, stopping to rub up against every stranger, checking out alleyways, ferreting through the crevices of a few buildings. And she would get home about an hour later, dump the stuff in my room, not give me any change (because she'd spent it on herself), then leap up onto her Mad Hatter chair and take a nap, exhausted.