Totally Matthew Morrison.
Spike's Bitches 45: That sure as hell wasn't in the brochure.
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Oh, that's a tough one.
Morrison (although part of that is that I just know more about him AND he does musicals)
I think I gotta go Dale.
Morrison looks like a nice fun guy, Dale looks like he'd cut a bitch.
Why is my cat's tummy rumbly for three days when his food has not changed? This is the same cat that I took to the emergency vet when he was listless and it turned out he had ... a stomachache. At least I think that's what "gastritis" is. He is not listless now, he's acting normal, but I can hear his stomach rumbling from a foot away. And he had diarrhea once. I am such a crazy person. Should I worry?
Both.
(Oh man, that was an answer to Scrappy, not to Zenkitty.)
So, raq, Dale then?
Acting normal? I'd not go for the emergency vet yet, personally.
Well, more good news for the family Booth.
Aunt B, who's mother is the reason I'm in Florida, met with the big shot surgeon she traveled to see today and he's going to operate to remove the tumor. This is phenominally good news because a month ago it was pronounced inoperable.
It's pretty heavy surgery and pretty dangerous, but as of now her death sentence is on hold. We're all pretty amazingly relieved even though there is still ways to go.
In sad news, Cousin C succumed to his cancer. He was a professor and there will be a memorial service for him once the school year starts again. Hopefully I will be home for it.