July 09, 2007

Ferris hates Mondays

Ferris becomes depressed on weekday mornings, knowing that he will be deprived of human companionship during the day. Even when I work from home he simply can't shake the blues. He'll only perk up once Scott gets home from work.


8 comments:

Obstreperous Strumpet said...

Aww, poor baby! My cat is the same way--as soon as he realizes we're in "going to work" mode, he hides under the bed and refuses to speak to us. When we get home, we're treated to a litany of grouses and harumphs before he deigns to show any affection. Silly fuzzy beings! (Still, it's nice to be missed!)

Orange Blossom Goddess (aka Heather) said...

Hilarious!!!

HAR said...

Are you sure Ferris is breathing??? lol

Calamity Jen said...

He's breathing all right. If you listen very closely you can even hear him snorting at me near the end of the clip.

Rob K said...

Poor old Ferris. He looks really bummed.

At least he doesn't trash the place like one of our family dogs used to do.

(And I finally got to hear your voice.)

Calamity Jen said...

Not only did I share my voice with cyberspace, I also shared my wheezing as I hauled my out-of-shape self up half a flight of stairs.

Sigh.

Rob K said...

You wheeze divinely!

Calamity Jen said...

Hmm. Rob, I might be gaining some insight into your trouble with women...