Guest Post: TMC in the House

Hmm, it's TMC of Return to Rural again! I go away for a bit and she totally takes over my blog! Except I'm actually very grateful because she is made of awesome, writing me two posts to save me from additional spazzing.

Hi! TMC of Return to Rural here again.

I'm still thinking about that whole manchego thing. Since I know that if there's a computer anywhere in Cate's vicinity in Barcelona she'll find it and log on, I thought I might hedge my bets endear her to me and my manchego dream by going over and checking in on Tonya and Rusty.

*waves over-enthusiastically* HI CATE!

So, um, just to reiterate, I had THE BEST of intentions when I headed down to {undisclosed location} to look in on the cats. I knew they had a sitter but I thought it would make Cate feel better if I emailed her some video of her fuzzbutts.

When I got inside, the cats were no where to be seen. I checked around for their bowls to make sure they had fresh food and water. Opened and closed a few drawers and cabinets in the kitchen. I always wonder which side of the sink folks keep their silverware and whether the cups are on the first shelf or the second. Anyway, I heard voices from the other room and shuffled that way. In the family room I found Tonya sitting in Cate's recliner, watching Eddie Murphy's Delirious. DELIRIOUS, ya'll! When she saw me in the doorway she daintily pressed the pause button and gave me a wicked I'm-waiting-for-you-to-LEAVE stare. I used my cell phone to record her devillish stare, being careful to pan to shoot Eddie in his crazy red suit on the tv. As I turned and headed upstairs, I heard the roar of the crowd come back on.

I found Rusty living in an upstairs bathroom. There was kibble and shreds of what used to be a Snuggie strewn all over the floor. Rusty was luxuriously reclining in the sink, the tap just barely dripping on his head and rolling down his nose. He looked SO HAPPY. I don't even think he noticed I was there so I just took a few minutes of video of the little weirdo and backed out of the doorway to leave him to his spa.

Before I left, I hit the kitchen again to forage for some grub for the long drive home. Wisely, they'd emptied the refrigerator but I found a bottle of Ensure (?!?!) in the pantry. I threw it in my purse and headed home.

So if you are able to get your email and check in on your posts here Cate, everything's fine! Nothing to worry about. Go back to vacationing. Oh, and sorry about the broken glass near the front door.

This is the reason they tell you not to advertise that you'll be away from your home. Do I really want someone who knows so much about skinning rabbits checking in on my cats? Thanks again, TMC! Everyone come back tomorrow for Six Word Saturday!