A brief update on the cats: fuck them.
A brief update on Mrs. Wigglebottom. I think it’s obvious that her back left leg is still tender. She’s still holding it kind of funny, but she’s back to chasing flies and giving me looks that seem to suggest that we should do something more exciting than sit around in our pajamas all morning. She is the best dog ever.
Well, “best” as in “I like her better than any other dog.” Let’s not go crazy with any suggestion that she’s the best behaved dog ever, because if you come over here, you’re getting licked and jumped on and introduced to some gross slobbery toy no matter how many times I say “no.”