Okay, I am going to KILL S. Absolutely murderize her. I just freaked the fuck out because Jordan's white ascot was covered in red. I thought he was bleeding, and had injured himself somehow.

When I finally picked him up and got him to hold still for long enough, I discovered there was no wetness.

S, apparently, TOOK A SHARPIE TO THE CAT, in direct defiance of my insistence to the contrary. She'd been talking about it last night, though she was originally talking about using a black sharpie to make him an all black cat. I actually had to utter the words, "Do NOT Sharpie the cat." (As a side note, she then descended into a fit of giggles and said, "I bet you never thought you'd have to utter that particular string of words, did you?" to which I replied, "Actually, I think I kind of did suspect I'd have to say that, or something like it, eventually.")

SHE SHARPIED THE CAT!

Murderize. Absolutely murderize.

Aw, now he's a Number of the Beast-Day cat!

ooh, direct Sharpie defiance! Look out!

Soon, Sean will be starring with another Sean in the crossover smash, Sharpie's Revenge.

Oh, dear.

Oh, as usual, double dear.

My black cat would never have stood for that. S. would stand for Stump.

I actually had to utter the words, "Do NOT Sharpie the cat."

Please tell me you took a picture.

I really want to see a picture of the Sharpied cat.

I have to head out for work, but I suspect that it will still be there later tonight, having been done with a frelling SHARPIE and all.

Okay, I just took several pictures of the cat, most of them were very blurry and/or didn't really show the colored-in ascot, but I got at least one good picture of him, and one good picture of the Sharpening. They will have to wait for later tonight to be posted.