See that face up there? That is my best mad face. See, stuff happened over the weekend that really hissed me off. First of all, you may be wondering why my Man Cat Monday post is so late. Well, I'm wondering the same thing. I like these things to be taken care of first thing in the morning.
Second, you may notice the date on the photo. It's almost two years old. Grrrr. You might be asking, "Why, EG? Why is that photo so old?" Well, let me tell you, I'm asking myself the same thing. This is what I had to put up with:
The Mom got a new-to-her camera on Friday. But she has no idea how to work it. So what were intended to be super duper handsome pictures of me turned out to be horrible, blurry, ghosty-looking images. And she has no idea how to get them off the camera or make them look better. I'll chalk this up to every day The Mom problems. It's really nothing new. This I can deal with. We always have the regular camera to fall back on.
HOWEVER, what really cheesed my crackers was That Guy (formerly referred to here as "Dad"). That Guy loaned out the camera that The Mom
actually sort of knows how to use normally uses. SO THERE ARE NO NEW PICTURES OF MY HANDSOMENESS. WHAT IF DORYDOO FORGETS WHAT I LOOK LIKE?????
THEN, on Saturday night, The Mom dropped a book and it made a loud noise and I had to do poofy tail at Titus, which got me yelled at. I really wasn't going to whap him. Really.
It was just a rough weekend. But That Guy better bring home The Mom's old camera or teach her how to use the new one**, because my friends should not be deprived of my greyness.
**I'm not holding my breath for this one, because the two of 'em couldn't even figure out how to attach the strap on the new camera. See what I'm working with here?
