My team has been having a pretty rough couple of days at work. I left for a little while this morning to go to my clinic at the University (I'm currently working at a private hospital across town), so on the way back I picked up some cupcakes from Mini's. Their slogan is "Mini's cupcakes make you happy!" I bought an additional single chocolate cupcake for me and they handed it to me in a little tiny cup that only covered the paper part. I stuffed it in my mouth as soon as I got in the car and ended up with icing smashed into my scrub pants. Happiness!

And then, after work, like a good cat momma, I stopped by the grocery store to buy Jipsy food because I'd used the last of it this morning. I'd fed her plenty mind you and she was NOT by ANY MEANS starving. When Holland came to pick me up to go to the gym, he noticed her rifling through the grocery bags so he put the cat food in the cat food drawer where it would be nice and safe. Here's what greeted us when we got back:

That is for everyone who says aw poor Jipsy whenever I talk about how fat and bad she is. She IS fat and bad. I mean, how long do you think she worked to accomplish that?

And the tomato soup connoisseur. =)
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2 comments:
Oh my hell, Jipsy is so bad!
Maybe it was a poltergeist? Surely no cat could open a drawer!
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