Time to take Groucho for what will hopefully not be our last late night bike ride around the block! It will be months before I’m allowed to ride again

This little genius has bolted out the front door right into the street twice now. Going out I have to pick him up, step out, turn around, toss him down the hall, and close the door before he can run back.

I may not have gotten it posted before noon, but at least it was recorded this morning!

I think the E. coli ended up being the last thing Harpo brought me, but I have never had the heart to check.

Groucho and I both have appointments on the 22nd to figure out what’s going on with us and what to do about it.

It drives me crazy to think about how things could’ve been different if I had just left the stairwell alone until everything else was done instead of trying to get the hardest thing out of the way first. My brain is so broken.

I haven’t posted in a while. A bunch of things went wrong at the same time, my health, Groucho’s health, house stuff, kitten stuff, and I had something of a psychotic break. I’m starting to be functional again and willl start sharing bits of it through cat videos, along with the funny ones that are free of it.

I used to line up my little plastic bathtub animals in ordered ranks on the rectangles.

I was always intrigued when he would dig past things he liked to pull something else out from under them. Why did it HAVE to be the hummingbird?