Thursday, March 12, 2009


The ritual is this.

Alarm goes off. I hit snooze. I grab little purple envelope from nightstand and push the day's bcp out of the little blister pack and pop it into my mouth. Swallow. Sleep till next snooze.

Today it went a bit different.

When I pushed the pill out of the blister pack it fell into the dark abyss that is my bed at 6:45AM. Blinky, wide awake and curled up next to me, stirred. I sit up to look for it and when I get the light on I see my cat...eating something.

"No,no,no,no,no,no," I pick her up and try to coax it out of her but I feel her swallow.

She sat in my lap and meowed.

"At least one of us won't get pregnant today."

And now I google "cat eats birth control".

**crisis averted! found the pill in the sheets. she must have eaten something else, what? I do not know. whew!***

plus: You should watch this.

"100 Yard Dash" - Raphael Saadiq from JohnnyMotion on Vimeo.

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