weaktwos

I got home tonight. I was feelin' good. I jogged three miles today. This is the most I have ever jogged in my life, thank you very much.

I come strutting in my house, waiting to be greeted by my to fur-lined charges, Sascha and Max. Max is the only one there. This is most unusual. They always form a two cat receiving line.

I beckon for Sascha around the house. Finally, in my bedroom, I hear a faint "mew" or two.

Oops.

Apparently, Annie's little Predator hopped in my armoir while I was hurriedly dressing this morning.

I'm just glad he didn't pee on my clothes. At least, not so I can tell, so far.