sunsphered...

the other night i went out in knoxville with paul and his friends. knoxville's a good town, and paul's crowd is fantastic, much cooler than he is, but don't tell him i said so.

his best friend has this cat, a little egg-shaped black and white girl, named pickles. do you guys remember that story "the fire cat"? it's a kids' book, about pickles, a cat that was not a good cat and not a bad cat, but was a mix of bad and good, and pickles liked to chase the little cats. well, real-life pickles apparently likes to chase rabbits, and not little cats, but she's way way cool and made me miss milo and kenobi, who are spending christmas alone together, and hopefully will not tear up my apartment having wild parties with all of their cat-friends.

but, sandy is catsitting, and since she's got lots of experience dealing with, erm, difficult kids who throw parties and get into trouble when their parents are out of town, i trust that milo and kenobi will be fine.

love,
your friendly neighborhood crazy cat lady