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Dudley – 4. River – 0.

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Remember the extra high sided cat box I ordered for Dudley to stop him from scattering litter on the floor?

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Yeah.

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I had two full days of no mess before he showed me exactly what he thought of that. So the battle continues…

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And I’ve been assured this new product I ordered will solve the problem.

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Well, that cat certainly looks happy.

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And heck, if Dudley will start scooping his own poop? It’s money well spent.

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Although the featured feline family is looking a tad too Stepford Wives for my peace of mind. Stay tuned….

* gulp *

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Catapalooza.

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The crazy cat lady Facebook algorithm is in full swing.

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Does my furniture require cat feet stockings?

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It most definitely does not.

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That goes the same for my feet….

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And my lips.

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Cat ear beret? Okay, I admit I could almost see myself wearing that.

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Is it me, or does this cat look like he’s plotting his owner’s slow and painful dismemberment?

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Unisex? On what planet….

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But there.

At least they got something right.

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You’re welcome already.

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I can honestly say I’ve never felt so utterly appreciated for purchasing a product before this package arrived yesterday.

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The box told me I was helping hungry children.

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And that I was awesome.

I already knew this, but positive reinforcement never hurts.

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The inner paperwork thanked me.

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And told me again how awesome I was.

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It went on to explain that my one little bottle of ground rosemary (because the husband refuses to eat fresh… it’s too prickly. 🙄) fed one needy child.

I hope it’s true.

I’m choosing to believe it’s true, because if it’s not… I’d have to reconsider my awesomeness, and that’s not happening.

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The rosemary was quite good so I may order from them again.

But I seriously doubt it will be this…

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Tofu.

Smells like sweaty feet… and tastes even worse.

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Products no one needs.

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A list of gifts to give your friends. If you don’t ever want them to speak to you again that is….

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Repeat after me, ” I will not buy River a dog’s ass pillow for her birthday or Christmas. Not now. Not ever. ”

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Seriously? Like I don’t have enough guilt reaching for those two extra slices of cheese as it is.

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Why.

Why in the world would anyone want to walk around in a baguette? I’ve been to France and had them fresh from the boulangerie. They are made to sop up sauce, be covered in jam or smothered in cheese… not your nasty foot funk.

That’s a hard no from me.

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Things I may have to buy.

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I saw a list of things you should buy your significant other to show how much you love them yesterday. And while none of these products fit that bill…. they did make me chuckle at the thought of owning them and putting them in the barn bar.

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Come on, you know that will come in handy someday.

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Bar mascot? It could be.

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Maybe if I get the husband one of these he can practice on pizza for his next remodel project. Eating those mistakes will be a lot more enjoyable than staring at his construction errors for the next 20 years.

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They keep on coming.

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Because the ball wash ads weren’t bad enough.

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Now I’m seeing this on my Facebook feed.

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Butt incense and polite bacteria?

Sorry, I find them both rude.

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Oh, look. Bright colors and assorted flavors.

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My privates do indeed go everywhere I go (except my uterus which I left at the hospital 5 years ago) but they will continue to go without butt incense for the foreseeable future.

Of this I’m sure.

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Products for a pandemic lockdown.

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The first one supposedly has merit in the fact that you won’t have to touch strange doors.

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Unfortunately, (or fortunately depending on your point of view) it also looks like a kinky sex toy.

Next is an electric wine aerator.

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Because Covid has us all at the end of our ropes and we don’t have enough patience left to let our reds breathe on their own.

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A wobble cushion to activate my core?

Just, no.

Isn’t that what husbands are for?

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Frozen shot glasses. Now we’re talking.

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I don’t bore easily and can’t see the need for one of these…. but our friends had one at their lakefront camp last year and said it was a riot.

Ya know, if frying insect life to a crisp is your thing.

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