A few of you have proposed that my bad karma be a result of my cat ownership. Let me make one thing clear......my cat ownership is PART of my bad karma. I have never been a fan of the feline. Never. Karah begged and begged for a kitten - and I always said, "NO!" No offense to the cat lover - but I don't like furry animals walking on my counters, stinking up my house with their litter box, cat hair covering everything, having my leather furniture destroyed as it as used as a scratching post, the nasty little sand paper tongue they come after you with, and Oh, let's not forget the hairballs and vomit.
One day Karah was playing in the front yard - she was just 3 years old. OUT OF NOWHERE this tiny, little kitten came running towards her and leaped into her arms. She said, "Mommy! Daddy! It's Jesus' kitty. He gave her to me! Can I keep her???"
Now what do you say to that? "Yes" was the only option that wouldn't send me straight to hell. My intense disdain for cats led me to my ownership. Now that I think about it.....this bad karma thing started a loooong time ago.
This morning Courtney made eggs for breakfast. Just as she got ready to bite into them, her standard poodle (those are the huge ones) puked all over the place, right in front of her. I pass the bad karma baton to her. Maybe it's that easy. We'll see if it works.
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