Pound Bound

G'morning Kids & Porn Stars.... So, after so many washings, my comforter shrunk a little. Yesterday I recieved a Bed, Beth & Beyond coupon in the mail. So I decided to go buy a new comforter. It took me an hour to pick out the perfect comforter and to come to terms with spending over $100 on what is basically, a blanket. I finally picked out this beautiful greenish comforter with stripes. It wasn't exactly what I wanted (I wanted blue), but it was nice and it was over a 300 thread count. It was soft and I could see me and DB collapsing and staying warm under this blanket.

I get the comforter home and unwrap it and put it on my bed. DB called, he was on his way over :). I brushed my teeth and headed back into my room. I see Mr. Mason sitting on top of my new comforter. "WHAT ARE YOU DOING?? WHAT ARE YOU DOING?? WHAT....... ARE......... YOU..........??" I run over to the bed. And there is Mr. Mason, standing in a huge puddle of cat urine. ON THE NEW COMFORTER. On my quilt that I NEVER use (but had to because he peed on everything the night before). On my EXPENSIVE ASS sheets. On my mattress pad. Everything is splashed with cat urine. I grab him and proceed to throw him down into the basement. Once again, I had to strip the bed. This time I had NO blanket to sleep with because everything else was being washed. (Eventually Mama Dukes found me a quilt). My new comforter sat on the living room floor the whole night as I bought a King Sized comforter and it doesn't fit in the washing machine....

DB shows up and I am sure got an eyefull of our future together as I yelled at the cat and the dogs... He tried to comfort me, but there really is no comforting when you know your only option is to get rid of your pet. :( Wish me luck on getting through this. :(

10-4 over and out.