Stopped by Momma's this morning on the way to work to give her her meds. Had to clean up some cat poo on the kitchen floor, so I decided to check the litter box. WTH. It was full of toilet paper. Another fun morning before I even get to work.
Got it all cleaned up and made sure Momma took her pills. Forgot to check the mail or the heater in her bedroom.
Earlier this week she was waiting at the door with her coat on. Asked her what was up and she told me that she was waiting for my brother, Joe. Said that was his car across the street. It was the neighbor girl's car that is always parked there. I told her Joe wouldn't be there today, it's only Tuesday. Took out the recycle stuff, checked her mail yada yada.
And on Saturday, I was late getting there to give her the pills. Saw her heading up the road with the Ho Cat following. Had to force her into the car. Then she wanted me to let the Ho Cat in also. Anyway, took her to Bob Evans, she had no money. No problem, I was going to buy hers anyway but don't know what she thought she'd do at DQ.
This is why I made a pact with my older sister. One bullet, one gun. Whichever one of us loses it first, the other has to finish her off. Then go to prison where she'll be looked after, have free medical and dental, 3 meals a day. The good life.
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