Kitty cat, wild dogs and some chickens.

Kitty!

Wednesday night, I got home from tumbling and there was the neighbor's cute kitty cat sitting under the rose bush. I miss my cat, Willow, who lives with my mom over an hour away. Because of that, whenever a see a cat, I want to pet it. It doesn't matter than I'm hugely allergic to them. No big deal, I went up to the cat and started petting her. She was so adorable.

She wouldn't stop moving!

Traci came out to see what I was doing. We were both playing with the cat for a few minutes before the dogs discovered what was going on. Those hellians totally lost it and went wild barking and clawing at the door and windows. Those dogs give me more reasons to not ever want a dog as pet than any other dog ever has. Traci took the cat back to the neighbor's house while her mom and I tried to calm the dogs down.

A few minutes later the cat was back on the porch meowing away. The dogs lost all sense of calm once more. This time Traci and I walked the kitty back to the neighbor's house where surprisingly enough, she stayed.

As we were walking back to the house, this guy pulls up alongside us, rolls down the window and asked us if we had seen any chickens. I'm thinking, "Uh... no I ate a chicken nugget today, but I haven't had the pleasure of seeing live fowl today, thanks." What is this? Genola? No, I haven't seen any chickens running around! Since he was a stranger, I refrained from any snide remarks. Traci, always the sweetheart, shook her head no and asked why. The guy explained that his little brother had some chickens, but that they had gotten loose. At this point I'm wanting to bust up in laughter just trying to imagine the events the led up to this chicken prisonbreak, but I kept my cool. He asked us to let him know if we saw any chickens, but that he didn't recommend trying to pick them up. Yeah, right. Like I would try that, do I look stupid?

Never a dull moment on my street.

Weekend in review.

So, here is my weekend in review.

I messed up my sleep schedule pretty bad this weekend. I started the weekend out by going home from work and taking a 3.5 hour nap. So I stayed up till about 3am that night, which I usually cannot do. Saturday I took about a 2 hour nap so I stayed up till 3 again that night. Naturally, my body could not fall asleep last night so now I'm ready for another nap.

Saturday, Traci and I went looking for a place to live. We didn't really find much unfortunately. All the stuff in our price range was just so-so and the stuff we loved is more pricey. Typical, right? Of course. We'll have to keep looking I guess.

Sean and I went out to dinner with Mike and Traci Saturday night then went over to Mike's to watch movies. I saw The Chronicles of Narnia movie for the first time. I had forgotten how much I loved those books as a kid. I'm excited for the Prince Caspian movie now.

Sunday, we all got together at Mike's house to watch the game. I wasn't sure who to root for at first because I thought it would be cool to see a team have an undefeated season, but it would also be cool to see a team upset that perfect season. In the end I decided to root for the underdogs, the Giants. What a great 4th quarter that was! You almost feel sad for the Patriots though...

There were four dogs at Mike's house. If you know me at all, you know how I feel about animals, even dogs. For the most part they didn't do much of the things I hate about dogs, lick me, bark, jump on me, or put their noses on me. I did get a lot of drool on my. So nasty! There was a 5-month old bull dog there and he was actually pretty cute. He would just wiggle all over the place. I think Sean fell in love with him.

Well that about sums it up.