Lesson learned: date must like cats
Story: friend called and was hungry so he decided to stop by and I volunteered (ha) to watch him eat lunch at a restaurant. I had already eaten. He told me, when asked, that he was deathly allergic to cats. Okie dokie, don't come in my house. I told him that I had to iron my hair and made him believe that I actually put it on an ironing board and iron it. So of course, HE HAD TO SEE IT. He came into my shack, saw my beautiful straightening iron and within 15 minutes was blown up like a inflatable pool, crying, and blowing his nose. Poor Chloe, she did nothing and Cosmo hid under the bed. Friend had to leave. Saw him at dancing later, he was much better and a good sport.
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