A Little Piece of String

We have a cat.  Clutter may be characteristic of Cat people.  We sure have a clutter problem.  

This afternoon I bought a 16# bag of Purina Cat Chow.  We work 3 cats, 1 at our home, 2 at the Hotel/Pub.   We run 2 lidded cat chow pitchers in the servicing of the 3 said, fed, cats.  

So I am in the laundry room with a 16# bag of feline kibble.  and an empty 5 gallon bucket.  The seasoned feline chummer will tell you opening a larger bag of kitty kibble is not an easy thing.  Some bags are glued shut with a by the #’s opening aire.  Most are sewed shut with an impossible ripcord system.  I did it right and ended up with a 6’ length of red string which languishes near me on my desk. I can’t shit-can it, it has use value.  I’ll put it in my top desk drawer next to my sparking orbs.

10/14/17, 23:30:  I read to here, which is all there was.  I decide to check the sparking orbs.  There they are in the drawer.  Where’s the string???  There’s 3X5 cards, and a pill bottle (another thing I can’t throw away) fulla paper clips, and a set of tork heads, a lighter, a chip… but no red thread.  My spirit sinks.  Then I notice something under the pill bottle.  My red thread!  I’m so happy.  Happier then I would have been if I had spied the thread right away.  Think I’ll go to bed…