guess who found a roach in her shoe
It was me, you didn’t see this coming.
My cat had been sniffing my shoes, like he does, but after ten minutes I thought it was getting a little excessive. Then I saw him jump and swat at it like it was alive. Or like something was alive inside it.
So I take a step over there.
“I think there’s a roach in my shoe.”
“No, there’s not.”
“Shake it,” I said.
Sure enough, when Chris shakes it the little bugger does a lap around the shoe like he’s on the last lap of fucking Nascar and dives back in. This was followed by the most not so surprised sounding and yet still obligatory ”Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh” I’ve ever uttered. Because there was a goddamn roach in my shoe.
And now my cat is watching over the pair vigilantly, like he’s expecting an army.
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