Yep, that’s an old drawing. I’m recycling the picture from 3 1/2 years ago. Hi, dead Pfennig. A new mean cat is about to explode kittens all over your house. Sorry.
My stomach has been trying to kill my throat the past week, and my voice is paying the price. (I’ve been off my medication for a month. First it was just laziness and not refilling the prescription, then it was thinking that I had this GERD thing beat. Nope. I suspect it might be the yoga. I’m bending over and dumping acid into my esophogus. Oh, the quandry!!!)
Lloyd is visiting his folks this weekend so I am having a voiceless 48 hours and gettin’ stuff done. I think I have a real shot at getting the house clean in a Lloyd-is-a-robot-maid kind of way!
What are you doing today?
I’m having a party! Woo hoo!
I don’t know the gestation period of a housecat. When are the kittens due to explode?
60-69 days, depending on which website you ask. We have had Princess Batman 57 days.
Tick.
Tick.
Tick.
Tick.
She’s a kitten time bomb.
What if Princess Batman got pregnant that day she spent outside all day? That would change the due date, right?
That’s what my money is on. 😀
I have raised that point, too, but Lloyd insists that that didn’t happen. Of course.
I have a graduation party to go to at 2pm & a crab feast at 4pm. I never have 2 events on the same day. I usually have 0 events.
Enjoy a voiceless cleaning day! Sometimes spending a quiet day all by yourself is the best!