Scaring the Crap out of the Cats

And quite literally, too.

I was just finishing up vacuuming the living room, something I do every other day and something you'd think the cats would be sort of used to by now even though it is loud and probably hurts their ears, and I go to put the vacuum away in the hall closet, and right there in the middle of the hallway is cat poop. Just laying there.

And aren't you glad I didn't include a picture?

I'm assuming that someone was running madly trying to make it to the cat box in time and the vacuum cleaner suddenly being turned on kind of hastened things along.

Speaking of cats, we are planning on leaving Friday afternoon to go pick up the orphans, who I think are named Dusty and Genie. I was debating on whether or not to go along with Keith, and was wondering if there was even a mattress left in the house for us to sleep on although I'd much rather stay in a motel, but that costs $$$, and thinking about how freaking hot it will be driving through the desert and how freaking hot it will be in Las Vegas, and how I have to go to the bathroom every 5 minutes, and should I just buy some Depends for the drive?

But, I'm a little concerned about him trying to drive back home with two cats in the car, two cats who might be a little stressed out and am thinking maybe it would be better if I got those Depends and just went along to help out with cat wrangling.

We were also discussing if it would be better to drive at night when it's supposedly a little cooler, but to me it is somewhat safer to drive in the daytime and how boring would that be to drive at night when all you can see are headlights, not that there is all that much scenery in the desert, and I'm also thinking it might be easier to stay awake on the long boring drive if it's during the day, and also so that I can help with driving if necessary, because I can't drive at night because I can't see. I'm getting to where I can just barely see in the daytime, too, and as soon as possible am going to get new glasses.

So, the plan is to get to Vegas in the early evening, spend the night, and then get back on the road early Saturday so that we can get back here and get the cats settled in their new home while everyone can still see what is going on. Then Keith will have the full day on Sunday to rest up for another grueling week at work. The heat is really getting to him and he has to stop working about every 15 minutes to rest a little and wipe all the sweat off and his boss is not very understanding about how draining it is to work outside when the temps are in the triple digits and why aren't you working harder and he's about ready to tell them to take this job and shove it only we can't afford for him to quit. Especially with 2 more mouths to feed.