What do you mean I have to go to the vet today?
(Meg’s having her teeth cleaned and not happy about it)
Lookatthat! Lookatthat! Lookitthat! Lookatthat! Lookatthat!
Stoopid levitating squirrel. I killie you with my brain.
Brain killieing squirrels is hard work. Napz now.
2 cats got to vet 1 comes back—makes me very nervous.*
*Jordan is acting very insecure and part of it is
probably that we won’t get Meg back until this
afternoon once the vet is done with her teeth.