Apparently I have SUCKER tattooed across my forehead. On Tuesday night, the kid that lives across the street from me brought over a key to his neighbour’s house (we’ll call the neighbour “Fred”). Now Cosmo Boy and I know Fred fairly well. We’ve partied with him, we were the first ones he called when his wife left him etc… But for the past year we haven’t seen much of Fred as he’s been very busy dating, and dating, and dating… Anyways, the kid said that Fred had asked him to bring me the key so that I can feed Fred’s cat while he was away “Up North”. Now I didn’t even know Fred had a cat. His wife had a cat, but when she left, Fred gave her cat to his sister (or so I thought).
Fast forward to Wednesday night. I observed that no cars came or went from the house, no lights went on or off etc… So I figured that I better get in there and feed the stupid starving cat. Pissed as I was to be ambushed, I couldn’t let the cat die. So I let myself in, found the food bowl, and began scrounging his cupboards for cat food. I couldn’t find any… Then I opened a canister on the counter – it smelt like cat food, and when I opened it Fred’s ex-wife’s cat came running. BINGO! Cat food. I put 2 scoops in the bowl, refilled the water and went home.
Thursday night. No cars came or went from the house, no lights went on or off etc… Damn! I had to feed the stinking cat again. I opened the canister and noticed something I didn’t notice the day before – there was only 1 1/2 scoops left! I dumped the remainder of the canister in the bowl, refilled the water and went home.
Friday night. STILL no cars came or went from the house, no lights went on or off etc… Uh Oh! I have to get the cat some freaking food! WTF do cats eat? Where do you get cat food? The pet store? The grocery store? Off Cosmo Boy and I went to buy some catfood. Did you know that there are thousands of different kinds of cat kibble? Tuna, beef, chicken…. Uh oh! I found one where the picture of the kibble closely resembled the kibble that I had fed the cat the past two nights. When we got home, I trotted off with the bag to feed the cat. The cat was ALL over the food like a fat kid on a Smartie (for all you American folk, a Smartie is alot like an M&M). I’m not sure if that was the same food or not – but the cat ate it.
Saturday – still no sign of Fred. I fed the cat yet again!
Sunday – Fred came home. So I waited for him to come over and get his key and to say thank you (maybe even pay me back for the food?). Nothing. Today is Monday – still nothing. How weird is that? I’m beginning to think that the neighbour kid was supposed to do it but pawned off his duty to me. Yep – I’m a big ol’ sucker!
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That does sound fairly presumptuous of the guy, maybe he paid the kid to do it already.
Now is the time to go over and say – oh, next time you’d like me to look after your cat, I’ll need some notice, and BTW, here’s the receipt for the cat food I had to buy.
Then make there be no next time.
That is sooo what happened! LOL. Hey, I’m a sucker for animals too….. why the ex’s cat though? Any chance they were on Vacation together?