I don't get it. My cats are almost always with me. If I'm in the living room, they're in the living room. If I'm in the kitchen, they're in the kitchen. If I'm on my bed, they're on my bed. They lay on top of me. They curl up next to me. They beg for treats and pets and cuddles. I can't even take a tit without these furry little stalkers coming to join me. Every once in they'll each get into an independent phase where they decide to take all their naps on a pile of laundry in the guest room, or on a chair in the office, or in one of the beds in the window of the cat room (uh...yes I have a cat room). But they're still out somewhere visible from the areas that I frequent. Nala has to be actively avoiding these chucklefucks for them to not notice she's missing. Which...fair play to her, because actually, that's what I would do too.Another cat disappearance???? Asa said Nala crawled under the couch and went inside a hole she created up inside the couch. He puts the couch outside with her in it and get this........they didn't know it until FIVE hours later when Isaiah heard her meows!
What is their problem with keeping track of their cat???
Are they making these things up or are they that clueless?? First the poor cat gets left outside for hours and now this.
And this is the second time they fucked up the measurements, too. The last couch they bought in the wrong orientation for the room.Good grief..they buy a couch every other year ..you would think Asshat would have had the right measurements!! Abbie was about to go ham on them .... or what we could hear in the background.
Ass is a dipshit. I bet I know exactly what he did wrong. He mentions that couch being too long by "two inches" and then "jokes" that he'll just cut the baseboard molding off the wall...I bet he measured the space from wall to wall at eye level, instead of on the floor, and was too dumb to lop a few inches off to account for the molding in his measurement.