Last night Murphy thought it would be a great idea to try a new drinking fountain. Despite getting fresh water every day, he’s usually partial to drinking from the toilet and has been known to swig a drink from my glass, the kitchen sink and my house plants, most of which he has eaten.
I felt like a bath was a great idea last night, although I’m not sure why. My attention span for baths is about eight minutes. In that eight minutes, though, Murphy wandered in and out of the bathroom, eyed the water, inspected the tub, sat on the toilet and watched the water, and finally went in for a drink. The water was so hot that when he took a swallow he levitated right off the tub and out of the bathroom, meowing the whole way, all kinds of pissed off. The funniest part? He came back a second time about a minute later and did the same thing all over again.
Murphy is such an odd little creature. I love him but I wonder about his little brain sometimes.
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Yesterday, the following email exchange happened between a co-worker and my boss – I was copied on all of it:
Nice Co-Worker: Jimmie – Thank you so much for helping get my site visit pictures together yesterday so I could send out the site visit report. I can’t believe you were able to finish up as quickly as you did; your work made it possible to get the entire report out by the end of the day.
Boss: Holy moly . . . I may puke.
Isn’t he the nicest guy ever?
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I updated the below post with the picture of our pretty co-worker. His name is Javier. You’re welcome!
Love, Jimmie 