Wednesday November 15th (aka My Mom's Cat Got Out Of The House)
 

Morning! |waves|

My mom's cat got out of the house, so I got on my bike looking for her. About half a mile from my house, I got stopped by the Police, a couple squad cars. One guy looked like he wanted to shoot me, the other one was asking me what I was doing. I told him what happened, and I asked why I'm being stopped. He told me they got a few reports of a large long haired white man looking agitated riding around the neighborhood on his bike yelling racial slurs. I told him I was yelling out my Cat's name, "Snickers". Showed him pictures and everything on my phone.

Managed to get a lot of work done yesterday despite running myself & my mom to various medical appointments |thumb

Today is going to be another clusterfuck of interruptions. I have to run the ASSIL downtown for an appt at 9, then I had to reschedule my chiro appt to today at 12:30, and finally the designer is coming to stage the house at 2:30.

Have a good one!

Happy Hump Day :)

Up and working per usual, finally completed an import for an Elevatedx customer so need to work on checking that over while doing some video edits etc. |coffee is on, let's party lol :)

Oh wonderful Greenie. Did Snickers ever come home? I think cats are like husbands (or wives) with selective hearing when they are outdoors or scared. Hopefully, everything will be okay.

My mom's cat is not named "Snickers", nor do I even own a bike |couch|

Dang it... you know I believed you too.

I'm glad to hear you didn't get shot because of your Moms pussy!