a TERRIBLE day

So you all know that Mom was getting a new bed delivered yesterday. She was furry excited. I  thought it was going to be a good day, but all of a sudden it got very, Very, VERY bad.

I was sitting next to Mom and getting scritches when all of a sudden she picked me up and put me in the cage for no good reason.

then she left me there. I was stuck in the cage all day while Mom waited for the sleepy guys.

 Four very long hours later the guys came and took the old bed away.

Mom dragged the rug sucking monster around.

The guys put the new bed in the hallway. One of them put the new bed frame together.

And then presto, the new bed was in place. The sleepy guys left and Mom -finally- let me out of the cage.

Mom put the sheets and blankets and quilts on the bed. Hmm. Maybe she needs to get a bigger quilt because this one doesn't cover the new mattress.

Mom is furry excited to sleep on the new bed. Me, not so much. The new bed has a Tempur, and I am not going to sleep on an angry bed.

Sad Tuxie

It was supposed to be a fun happy day, and then some idiot or bunch of idiots made the Boston Marathon a tragic day. I do not know why some people find it necessary to kill and hurt people on purpose. I am putting my purr-er on overdrive to help as many of the injured as I can. Mom is saying special purr-ayers. Perhaps you can help too.

Thank you Chicago Tribune Sports:

 You are a class act.

Murphy's Monday

Mom says her Friday project blew up over the weekend and she is not looking forward to going day hunting today.
She's gonna need lots of purrs and cuddles when she gets back later.

the third thing

Mom says sometimes bad luck comes in threes. Like the flat tire and the hornet sting were one and two.

Mom calls the the black hole of our house. She came home tonight, pointed the clicker at it and nothing happened.She is not exactly a happy camper.

Terrible, Horrible, No-Good, Very Bad Day

Mom had a day like that yesterday.

Millie, it wasn't that bad...

Well it sounded bad to me. First she got stung by a hornet that followed her into the building where she does her day hunting. It hid on her umbrella, and when she moved it, she got stung on her thumb. She was in the hallway and all of a sudden she dropped everything on the floor and screamed "OW!" Everybody looked up and thought she was a little silly for a few minutes.

Then a co-hunter told her at lunchtime the metal machine had a flat tire. Which was bad enough, but her membership to Triple Ay had expired. So she waited for a friend to help her out. Which turns out to have been a better idea because her spare tire (which rides underneath her metal machine) had a hole in it!

The co-hunter was a car guy and had a little portable air compressor and he filled the flat tire (which had a little leak) and then let her take it home in case she needed to use it this morning.

But the worst thing of all was that she got home TWO HOURS LATE and I was HUNGRY!!!

There are TWO pieces of Good News.

One: Babybean is healing beautifully and the doctors and nurses are very impressed. (I think the fact that Babybean figured out how to open the door and was 1/3 of the way down the hallway, giggling, before Dadbean caught her was the best news of the day!)

Two: I decided to submit THIS picture to Monty Q's Do the Q contest.
I'm calling it the Curly Q.