My kitty is a wee beast so I let her eat as much as she wants, usually free access to high end dry food and a can or two of Friskies a day. After getting down to 7 pounds, she's finally back up near a normal cat weight.

I'm not sure why all my babies--human and otherwise--are thin. Okay Franny isn't a big eater, but she ain't a dainty eater either. She eats pads of butter and steals the tiny containers of half and half at restaurants. My son eats 3 servings of mac and cheese for dinner.

I'm back from my 3rd physical therapy appointment, and I would just like to say:

I have no core muscles. NONE.

Also, OW.

That is all.

There is too much money in my bank account this morning. I wish armored would arrive so I can find out if I got a bonus as opposed to it being a clerical error which would suck. Usually they tell us when we're getting a bonus.

Usually I get up around 6:45, 7.

Oh my god I want mac and cheese. THANKS, Burrell.

Emily, she's just Bastet.

You're right. Some things just are. Like how she'll be cozily lying behind me on the couch, looking ridiculously cute, leaning up against my back -- and then suddenly become determined to bite me. We had a five-minute standoff last night as I held the Finger of Not Focusing up in her face. Man, can she glare.

Are other cats stymied by a finger held in front of their nose, or is it just mine?

yay it's a bonus!

Are other cats stymied by a finger held in front of their nose, or is it just mine?

By Stymied, do you mean "think it's the best (chew)toy ever"?

she had my sister and mother trained to the point that she'd get her 5am pre-breakfast, her breakfast, a mid-morning snack, an afternoon nosh, and dinner. Somehow, she lived to be about 16 ... and could still walk (as opposed to rolling).

Y'alls talk of cats has me wanting one. Alas, apartment doesn't allow them.