Fat Cat

Tonight, I went to dinner with my best friend from undergrad and his wife, who I'm thrilled to say are recent transplants to Dallas.  I'd had a super long day at work, and an even longer week, and it was good to re-energize with the positive vibes of Blue Fish, the Sushi restaurant we went to on Greenville Avenue in the heart of straightville, Dallas, USA.

My friend and his awesome wife (he, a pediatric dentist, and she, a hardworking physician) are taking a well-deserved vacation to Puerto Rico, and I am staying back on the mainland to watch their cat, a cute, but grossly overweight monstrosity that hisses at everything, including me, his food provider and litter box cleaner for the next week. 

Cats and I do not get along - I am much, much more of a dog guy, but I'm of course happy to help out my buddies. 

In any event, I want to recommend Blue Fish to you if you ever visit Dallas.  Secondly, I want to send my friends off to Puerto Rico with a great song by Madonna that I listen to on my laptop most mornings when I'm getting ready for work (yes, I'm gay).  This song is about the closest I'll ever come to enjoying Latino music, even though it's not all that 'tejano,' I suppose.

Comments

[Justin]

I feel your pain, I am in charge of 2 cats while my Roomie is in Peru. While they do not hiss at me (I would withhold their food if they ever pulled that shit with me)I still have to deal with being their main point of contact with humanity.

[Synrgy]

Wow... you are gay... LOL

I hope you have an easy time with the pussy... no jokes there... too easy.

[Shel]

me no like cats either...especially when they are pissy pussys...