I am about as annoyed and discouraged as I can get.

It got too late for me to come home last night safely--I was sooooo tired, I just couldn't do it.  So I stayed another night in momville.

I putzed around her house till about 10.  My brother and nephew stopped in after taking pots out to the cemetary.  We talked about the playmobil pirate toys which I am currently obsessed with.  (They are so cute and so detailed!  I'm going on a mission to find them at garage sales this summer.  I want to use them to do a KIDD web comic similar to the one DMM does on Irregular Comics.  Only it would probably be funny only to the people at the IBDoF.  Since it would be all in jokes.)

I stopped at Target on my way home for allergy drugs.

When I got home, I was pleased to discover that the cat had NOT peed on the floor next to the litter box as she often does when I am away from home for more than one night.

But, when I carried my crap upstairs, I discovered that she HAd puked in three spots on the bed again.

I came about as close to snapping as I come.  I screamed at her, "WHY ON THE BED!?

WHY AL-FUCKING-WAYS ON THE BED??????"

Then I threw the pillow (of course the one with the expensive pillow sham on it ($19.99) which had the bulk of the bulk on it at her.  Then I sat down and started crying.  Which is also HIGHLY abnormal for me.

I almost NEVER cry unless I'm touched in a sentimental way.

For several minutes, I thought about having the cat actually put to sleep. 

I love her.  But this puking constantly on the bed--daily lately!--is just too much.

I cannot deal with it.

I suppose I could lock her out of the bedroom (which would necessitate rearranging the bedroom so that I can get the door to shut), but then she'd stand outside the door and wail all night, and she'd race in the minute the door was open.

My mother would beat her--but that won't do any good.  She wouldn't understand what she was being beaten for.

There is another bed in the other room that is never used.  Why can't she puke on that one?

I do not know what to do about it.

So, I feel angry, more than a little betrayed by the fucking cat, and discouraged.

The purpose for buying that expensive quilt and the pillow shams was so it would be easier to keep the bedroom looking nice by giving the illusion of a made bed.  Now the fucktarded cat has puked on them so many times that they have multiple cat puke colored stains all over them.

What am I to do?

I could sure use a little help here.

The cat is about 12--so she has plenty of life left in her, yet is too old to be happy in a new home.

And, I need a new bed desperately--but do I buy a new bed so a fucking retarded cat can puke all over it?

GAH!

I'm just so DAMN sick of this shit.