You know the one, where you realize you haven't checked your cellphone for messages in a few days--let alone seen your cellphone in a few days--so you grab it only to find that there are no messages for you?
In 36 hours?
Funny.
You know, funny. Funny like you could choke on a Pepperidge Farm Cheddar Goldfish and not be found for a few weeks and when they do you're all bloated and there's flies and shit buzzing around.
Hilarious! Hahahahahaha!
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ah, the life of a single, cat owning, woman. Sad, very sad.
thanks, teri!
I'm in the same boat and think about this sometimes. I always hope the cats don't get too hungry and starting eating the dead carcass.
Cats will always start with the face, so when you go, go facedown.
teri, let's get hockey masks.
At least your cats wait for you to die first. Mine is always trying to take a chomp outta me.
My daughter does call me several times a day but its to complain. But maybe after 36 hours she will call someone to come check on me. Maybe.
What do dogs start with?
The part that smells the worst.
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