My favorite undies were (thanks to Cash's suggestion) were Body by Victoria briefs. So soft. And wonderful.

I'm wearing some RIGHT NOW. ATFG!

No big deal. If it keeps up, offer him some vaseline.

Robin is awesome.

When I outgrew (ahem) my hooked-pants, I'd loop a hair elastic through the loop and attach the hook to that.

Four people have remarked on my weight loss in the last couple of weeks. A weight loss which hasn't happened, according to my scale and my clothes. It's disconcerting. I wonder if it is longer hair. And now, I've got a haircut appointment on saturday. Maybe bye bye weight loss?

Mister Kitty is sitting quite royally on a rectangle of crinkly irridescent plastic. He's quite thrilled with it.

Still no sign of the mouse. God, I hope it escaped. Otherwise, it is likely dead IN MY LOVESEAT which is just a bad idea all around.

My mother thinks she has pleurisy. She google-diagnosed. She has a doctors appt right now, thankfully.

So, my cat puked today, but he seems fine. That's no big deal, right?

Right, unless he keeps puking or won't eat.

I miss Homer.

If it keeps up, offer him some vaseline.

Like, to eat? Seriously.

Homer misses you too, Lee.

I'm addicted to Freecycle. I love how, with one post, you have a half dozen immediate offers for people to come and take away your useless shit.

Still no sign of the mouse. God, I hope it escaped. Otherwise, it is likely dead IN MY LOVESEAT which is just a bad idea all around.

You'll know in a day or two for sure.

That's what I'm afraid of, Cash.

Like, to eat? Seriously.

Seriously. MK will mug me for the stuff. He knocked the top off one container and proceded to scoop out blobs with his paw. I don't imagine a lot is good for them, but...it is grease. If hairballs are the culprit, it'll let them, um, slide through.

Homer misses you too, Lee.

YAY. Don't believe you, what with the walnut size brain and all (In the cat, not me, so just hush Aimee), but still.

Perkins the cat is at the vet today burning a hole in my savings account recovering from getting his teeth cleaned and one extracted. If he keeps going at this rate he's not going to have any teeth left.

Jesse if Homer's got the hairball woes and won't take the vaseline, maybe he'll eat Petromalt - it's the pricier, pet store malt flavored version - our cats won't eat vaseline, but they love the Petromalt (ugh!)

If he keeps going at this rate he's not going to have any teeth left.

Aww poor Perkins, we had an old cat that hardly had any teeth. Didn't stop him from eating just about anything (like chicken bones, dry cat food) I swear it was like he had gums of steel!

Lucy stayed with Minion over the weekend and his mother-in-law bathed and groomed her and cleaned her teeth and cut her nails. Sweet! Although I'm now a little embarrassed about my apparently ghetto dog.

In her defense, she returned the favor by apparently teaching Minion's new six-month pup to sit at intersections when they went on walks.

If he keeps going at this rate he's not going to have any teeth left.

Oh yeah, my friend C's cat had all her teeth pulled some years ago. (She's also on the juice, like more and more cats I know.) She still happily munches her chow, even though she does get wet food too.