The Cat Who Walked into My Apartment.

Totally enjoyed that, P-C.

Cats are very high up on the sentience scale, but can't read addresses well.

And they don't care.

Cats usually operate on the assumption that they're in charge, so does it really matter where they go or who the servant in residence is?

Ok, people. We've got to step up the chatting. I'm having way too much time to think.

That's the way of it, Toddson. I had a cat once, who would let herself into the neighbor's house through a broken screen window, and proceed to romp throughout the house, playing with the eleven-year-old girl, and receiving treats. Aside from the first time, when they were rather startled because they hadn't known the window was broken, they enjoyed the visits. Their lease precluded having pets of their own, but the girl wanted a cat. As it was just visiting, they need not worry about trouble with the landlord, and the girl got to play with a cat.

Another set of neighbors told me that they had been feeding my cat their leftover meat, because she looked so sad and hungry. I grinned and told them that we did feed her, but had bought a different brand of food on sale and she didn't like it, so they were being played.

vw, are you thinking thinky thoughts, or are you thinking CBD thoughts? Or worse yet, thinky thoughts about CBD?

vw, are you thinking thinky thoughts, or are you thinking CBD thoughts? Or worse yet, thinky thoughts about CBD?

All of the above. My stomach is in such knots right now. It's crazy. I feel like I might puke.

So much fun watching other people go through that phase of a relationship.

I feel like I might puke too, but that's because my hot cocoa tastes weird. I'll have to fix that.

Much better. It needed some powdered milk and a touch more sweetener.

This part isn't very much fun for me.

Psst, Toto [link]

Ok, I'm evil. What can I say, Toto. I'm trying to distract your mom and disguise the fact that I am deriving amusement from her situation.