Oh my goodness, Persephoneers. It’s going to be a long night. I have a newly-altered 7-month-old cat who is insistent on not wearing the goofy plastic collar. Since he’s not that long out of anesthesia, he’s wobbling around like a little drunk. It’s simultaneously the saddest and silliest thing ever.
No, not in the way that my father-in-law has made mention of at a family gathering in the last year.
Good morning! How is everyone this Wednesday? Today, after the cut, we have a pair of adorable kittens waiting to woo you into Wednesday.