...take the following into consideration:
I'm extremely busy herding cats out of this...
Or off of this...
Or being freaked out because around here, it's "Monkey see, monkey do!" Gracie is still sitting there, staring at me and frankly, it's creeping me out!
Oh and no, Geronimo was not hurt when he chased a wadded up piece of newspaper (Gareth was sitting on the floor, building me a fire, and Geronimo saw him throw the newspaper in and decided to play Fetch!), into the fireplace. However I was repeatedly scratched as I tried to wipe the ash and soot off of his paws and back-end! I gave up. I woke up this morning and he had apparently bathed himself and looked perfect. I bet he ended up with a wicked case of dry mouth!
As you can see, I'm up to my eyeballs in cats. Not that it's any different from any other day around here. I just thought you'd be a little more convinced that I'm actually terribly busy shooing cats out of harms way, or at the very least, trying to prevent them from scanning their asses into the computer, rather than the fact that I'm hiding from posting anything that I really want to, or should be posting about...like what I'm eating. Or thinking. Or crying over this week.
OK, carry on.