Pets

My host family has four pets: a dog, two cats, and a hamster. They have all attacked me in their own unique ways. I was holding out hope for Max, the Cocker Spaniel. I even went so far as to tell him last night that he was by far their best pet. 

I mean, Emily, Cat #1 is waging war against me. She has pooped and peed outside my room several times. I think she's trying to get me to leave. 

Nellie, Cat #2, is alright. She's usually ok, but two nights ago I was petting her for about an hour, and then, out of nowhere, she latched on to my arm with her killer cat claws.

The hamster, who I have only held twice, pooped on my hand last night.

The dog, Max, who is usually awesome, puked ON MY FOOT this morning. My bare, shoeless, sockless foot.

Are the pets conspiring against me? There is no other explanation. I am not surprised that Nellie is in on it, but Max? I expected more from him. That one hurts. Blondie never would have done this to me. 

If you're in Wisconsin, see you in three weeks. If you're in Massachusetts see you in mid August. If you're not in either of those places, I'll see you... soon!

Love,

Chuck