Winston Strikes Again

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My beloved Winston (aka “Short Bus”) has caused havoc, yet again. One of these days he might just be on the next bus to Mexico.

After an arduous day at the office on Monday, Winston decided to up the ante by peeing all over my couch the following morning. The early A.M. shenanigans were quickly followed-up by a dinner feast after I returned from work that evening. The only problem was that the dinner upon which he was feasting happened to be my very own spaghetti dinner.

To my surprise, neither of these events elicited the level of anger which I would expect. I didn’t end up directing any of my frustration at this rather useless creature. Aside from the obvious fact that we share a bedroom, I suppose I have to admit that a certain level of boding has occured between me and this small animal.

As an added bonus, I’ve also come to the realization that I’m just a bigger version of Winston on a metaphorical level. I really just go around in life peeing on the master’s couch, so to speak.