And I thought yesterday was bad ....

Well call me gobsmacked.

Dumbfounded.

SHOCKED.

I knew the smell was different the minute she walked in the door.

She'd been gone a while.

Hours, in fact.

The smell was different.

The hair on her sweater was different.

Her smile was, in fact, different.

She was cheating again.

MY MOM WAS CHEATING ON ME WITH CATS.

Felines.

Tuna eating, litter box using all American cats.

Family cats.

She said they were very dog-like.

Love them, fine.

But please don't try to make them out to be canines.

Ever heard of a "cat-beach?"

"Cat-park?"

I'm just saying ......