I am slowly climbing up. Very very slowly. So here is some stuff about my cats.
On Sunday, Zelda washed a hair into her eye and spent the day pretending to be a pirate. I got the hair out pretty early, but she had irritated it enough that it was red she was squinting out of it. This did not stop her from bonking her head into hands and knees and faces.
On Tuesday, Fitzy learned to drink from the sink. Sort of. He kept trying to pull the stream of water closer to his mouth with his paw.
This morning, Fitzy got in the shower with me. This is not unusual, as he drinks the water from the floor of the tub. Today, however, his tail escaped the protective confines of the shower curtain liner. He didn’t notice at all and then when I got out of the shower he kept flicking cold water on me. Jerk cat.
Derby tomorrow at Dulles Sportsplex!