There's no place like home...

There's no place like home, except when you're trying to write.

Ahh....a nice uninterrupted day of writing. I'll get a lot done today. Right.

Cat #1 wants to lay on the keyboard.
Cat #2 found the catnip which was hidden in the closet and is now wildly chasing imaginary intruders from one room of the house to the other.
Fat Dog is in need of treats, or a car ride or both. When not begging at my feet he is chewing his own fur and spitting out hairballs.
Cat #3 smells the catnip on #2's breathe and decides a sneak attack is in order.
Fat Dog decides he has a dog in this cat fight and chases both into the backyard where the blue jays have been waiting to dive-bomb said cats.
Fat Dog spots a duck on the dock and performs his best 'guard dog' charge and bark routine.
With twitching tails and arched backs, #1 and #2 dart out of the bushes looking for the duck that just flew off so abruptly he left a few tail feathers behind.
Fat Dog has had his 2 minute limit in the heat and heads inside where he makes a pitstop at the litter box in hopes of an afternoon snack.

I'm exhausted from a morning at the zoo. #1, #2, Fat Dog (who has really bad breath) and myself into the bed and under the covers. Three lines total written before computer is turned off for the day.  Nap time.

There's no place like home but now I remember why I don't write here.

Happy writing, or NOT!