My cat makes me giggle when she jumps onto my chest when I'm lying on my couch, stands so she's looking straight down into my eyes, and "Mrrow!"s as loud as possible before lying down to be petted. She sounds so delightfully bitchy when she does this.

I am also flashing on the Neil Gaiman story about the cat that protected the family from bumpinthenights. I never worry about the Thing in the Closet anymore, because I feel sure my two cats will give off some feline Creepy Beastie warning.

Now, they may not protect me from it, but I feel certain that with warning, I can fling rock salt/a Popsicle cross/a scared cat at siad Beastie and prevail...or at the very least, flee to safety.

I never worry about the Thing in the Closet anymore, because I feel sure my two cats will give off some feline Creepy Beastie warning.

I don't worry because I figure the cats are responsible for the bumpinthenights!

Yea gods, I hate the week of the submission deadline. Panicky people! Demandy people! Procrastinators!

I took a nap today with Bartleby curled up inside the hollow my side-sleeping created. Not much better than waking up, lifting my head slightly and seeing drowsy pooch-snoot peeking up inquiringly. Are we done sleeping now? Gosh that was fun. Wanna play ball to get the 'ol juices moving again? Any snacks around? And? I love you the most."

Yep. I had cats all my life growing up...and love all my friends' pusses, but pooch snoot makes my heart sing these days.

Apparently Isaiah Washington just fired his publicist. Yeah, because that's where the problem lies.

I hear Lee Anne DeVette is looking for work!

A cat demands that you be strong enough to cope with a creature who loves you on its own terms.

Eh. You can ignore a cat just as well as you can ignore a dog. But y'all keep your pets indoors.

Timelies all!

Amazingly, the traffic going to work wasn't bad at all.

I am home and self-medicating with mac-n-cheese and Food Network Challenge. Next is hot cocoa with Bailey's.

I am okay today. Despite some potentially weird job search news, not depressed.

And I got a krav instructor shirt! They're hard to come by, and I've been whining for a while. I stopped by our other location after lunch and the head guy there gave me the one off his back.

He's a doll, even if he thinks I'm a lunatic.

Synchronicity strikes again: a good friend of mine has been investigating (and reporting back) on Chinese Crested Powderpuffs. It turns out that they bear a very similar relationship to the hairless variety of the breed that Manx cats with tails bear to the tailless kind: the dominant gene (for hairlessness in their case) is deadly when you have two of them, so you hardly ever mate hairless to hairless; you'll get more live happy puppies if you hook up hairless to powderpuff or two powderpuffs.

Oh, and the hairless gene also seems to screw up the dog's teeth, many of those dogs have missing molars and such. Weird or what?