So I'm sitting here at work, minding my own business. Struggling to stay awake, I'm nodding off. I just have to get more than 5 hours of sleep! I've been quite sniffly lately. I'm sure it's a combination of allergies and The Sickness that's been going around. Anyway, since my nose is full of snot, I decided to stifle my sneeze. I plugged my nose and...well, farted! Yes a big, stinky fart! AT WORK. There are eight other people here in the same room. Chad is directly to my right, so close I could almost touch him. Four others are in a row behind me. Nobody said anything! Not a word! I think it made them uncomfortable. If I were a guy I'm sure it would be different. I was just about to get up and leave the room when it happened but I decided against it. I didn't want to incriminate myself even more! Plus, let's just say that this was not one of those stinkless kinds, ok? I didn't want to stir up the air anymore than I already had.
I sent Chad a private message, "Did you hear that?" Apparently he thought it was my shoe. Or at least that's what he said, snickering to himself and refusing to look me in the eye. Wait a second, he must have known exactly what was going on! Why else would he even try to cover with that whole shoe excuse? *sigh* Somehow telling the world seems to make it all better.
To leave you with thoughts other than farts, here's a preview of photos of Zoe dressed up in her cheerleader Halloween costume. I know you probably feel cats shouldn't wear clothes and it's a bit hokey but come on, I don't have any kids! Plus, for all that she puts me through, at least I can have a little fun. She was very cooperative and didn't seem to mind the outfit. She even walked around with it on and finally collapsed in her bed. Good thing no other kitties other than Simba were around or she'd be embarrassed too!