I'm doing actual work while listening, oddly enough, to Scandinavian goth metal.

Boxes are so awesome to cats. It's so cute!

I don't have many dog and box stories except for the time our beagle got his head stuck in a box and then ran around bumping into things.

Per my cat, nothing is more fun than a plastic bag. Unless it's a rubber band. I'll put plastic bags on the floor for him to play with, until I get paranoid he's going to suffocate himself. ("THIS BAG IS NOT A TOY")

Also, I'm semi-working, and generally surly today.

I am at work, on the desk, chipper except for stressing out about my hair.

Stuff my cats love: 1. Boxes. 2. paper bags. 3. Plastic bags. 4. The little plastic milk tabs that you take off a new plastic jug of milk.

Stuff mu cats have to protect us from: 1. The bathrobe sashes. 2. Shadows. 3. The noises outside.

On that note, I need to share my beloved Catbank

I'm making lists and revising a manuscript.

Stuff my cat loves: scratching at TV and computer screens; the plastic collar on B&J pints; chip bag plastic (thicker to resist cat teeth); her kitty crack pad; her scratching board that I took off the chair arm and now just leave on the dining room floor, where she'll attack it indiscriminately.

Stuff my cat has to protect me against: the evil birds and squirrels in the tree and, occasionally, on the balcony.

Things my dog loves: 1. dirty socks. 2. used tissues 3. worms.

She's adorable, but her choices remind me she's all dog.

My cat is obsessed by used tissues, hairbands, bags, boxes, and occasionally the cat toys that I bought for his amusement.

His ongoing war with squirrels shall someday be a three-part movie with special effects by Weta and Animal Planet.