When my wife named our cat Ming, I knew she was going to be expensive. The cat, that is, not my wife.
I already knew my wife was going to be expensive.
The cat’s name is appropriate because Ming is lazy, likes to eat, and is, as a result, shaped somewhat like a vase. Rather round and bulbous at the bottom. Ming vases are expensive.
I was right. Ming has cost us a fortune.
Take today, for instance. Ming peed on our new laminate floor.
My wife’s first thought was to take Ming in to the vet to have her urine checked for a possible bladder infection. I have to admit that was not my first thought.
I am a traditional man with traditional views on marriage. There is not much question as to who calls the shots in our house.
We took Ming in to the vet to have her urine checked for a possible bladder infection. But she did not have enough urine in her bladder to draw a sample, so we left her there.
While we were waiting, we decided to take our camera in to WalMart and get our pictures developed.
The pictures would be ready in 10 minutes, so while we were waiting, I went into WalMart and bought a new pair of slippers.
Ming still wasn’t peeing and it was almost noon, so we bought lunch.
Ming still wasn’t peeing, so we decided to go to the hardware store and buy a new chain and flapper for our toilet.
Ming still wasn’t peeing and since we were already at the hardware store, we decided we might as well buy some cement slabs to cover up the mud by the back gate that the dogs keep digging up and tracking into the house.
By this time, we had spent a lot of money and hadn’t paid the vet a cent.
When we put the nine 16X16 slabs of cement into the back of our compact car, the front wheels almost came off the ground.
Ming was finally ready, so we picked her up, paid the vet, and put her into the back seat of the car. Ming, not the vet. Now the front wheels were really off the ground.
We are now home, broke, and waiting to find out how much more Ming will cost us when we get the test results.