Hurricane Meow

This is how we roll in my household.

It’s a lazy Sunday morning.  I had just finished my post for the Daily Prompt and went into the kitchen for a cup of coffee, and my daughter (the subject of Bed Head – today’s Savage prompt) – still has her hair unbrushed, still in her pjs, rolled in a blanket and flopped on couch…controlling the living room television.

Normally, the t.v. has on those tween Disney Shows, or an annoying you Tube couple playing a video game.  (the girl’s voice is very annoying – maybe because she sounds like me… to which I always yell, “turn it down!”)

BUT TODAY…was something completely different.  My 11-year-old announced she was watching the Top 10 Worst Hurricanes.  And I was one of them!

“You’re watching the weather Channel?”

“Yes!  And you killed 6 cats…and one was a baby!” (her voice turned accusing and whined when she said baby)

Never mind any people, you pet killer!  At that point in time, I wanted to point out, that hurricane was Sandy, with a “Y” and NOT Sandi, with an “I” (feeling like I was in grade school again, correcting the teacher)  Instead,  I inquired what number Hurricane Sandy fell in on the Top 10.  At this point, my husband comes strolling over with his coffee…

“You were #8.”

“Well, at least it wasn’t the worst.”

“Yeah, but you killed all those people’s cats.”

And just like that, regardless of “Y” or “I” – mistaken identity-  I’m a cat killer

“Gosh mom…oh, it’s because you’re allergic” (all understanding now)

Time to just give in…I guess when I blew my nose, it wiped out the little meow’ers.   So NOT my fault.  I’m going to return to my room now, and drink my coffee in peace.