The Sweet Husband

Sheryl and the cats guarding the house

Yesterday was such an exhausting stressful day for me, that whole six hours waiting, I kept watching the door, just knowing I would see them bring her out in handcuffs.

I knew it had to be even more so for Sheryl, she gets so outraged and upset, but we both got a lot of rest and I was hopeful that she would be calm and back to normal, or for her what is normal.

It isn't quite normal, but as usual it makes me laugh. She got up and went outside to her favorite sitting spot on the sidewalk. The neighbors cat came over to play, and she came inside to get some milk.

After she went outside, Randy said, baby, she took her gun with her.

I get up and go look out the kitchen window, and she is marching up and down the sidewalk, huge pink penis replica in arm,  and the cat is following her, every step she makes, as I stand there, the other cat from across the street comes over and it's following the first cat.

I start laughing, so SH comes in to see what is funny, he looks out the window, looks at me, looks back out the window and says, where do we find a gun for the cats, just doesn't seem fair they have to march with no rifle.