When you’ve had a hard day, loved ones will often say- “things could always be worse”- the idea being to provide you with perspective on your challenges. Sure, you might’ve burned your hand while making breakfast, fallen down on your way to your car, run out of gas on your way to work, then locked your keys in the car, just to get to work and realize that it’s a Sunday, but, at least you didn’t break your leg, get hit by a truck, or get carjacked. Things could always be worse.
This morning, as I sat in my living room eating my breakfast, my cat Hazel leaped up to my lap seeking some attention. Hazel has an anal gland issue. This means that at very inopportune moments her anal glands express themselves in various unfortunate ways. At this particular moment, my dog Wilbur happened to be sitting next to me, also seeking attention, and the brunt of Hazel’s glandular expression landed squarely on his face. In his eyes to be precise. It’s difficult to describe in words the smell and texture of the oil that comes from Hazel. Needless to say it is gag-worthy.
This is one of those worsts that I think people refer to when they try to comfort you during bad days. “At least someone didn’t poop in your eye”. It’s a new low that I think will now always come to my mind when I’m having a bad day.
hilarious.
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