the more the cats are literally climbing the walls (lack of success at sinking their claws into the drywall or glass doors has not seemed to diminish their enthusiasm), the more I am tempted to go to work at work. In particular, at about 1 a.m., when they become little furry pod-racers careening off, and occasionally colliding with, anything in the
today was a good day for splashing in mud puddles...right up until we slipped in the mud and fell on our tiny butts...but you hafta learn somehow, right?
This morning, Judy announced "I am Strong Girl!" and demonstrated her might by lifting a roll of butcher paper over her head. It was easily three whole pounds.