Bird of Ill Repute
Feb
20
2008

Evil, Evil Kittehs

Yes, this is my morning. Pretty much.

And the UnSullen Teen wants another one. To which I say, firmly, NO. And no again.

The kids get so used to me being flexible, it’s quite a shock when I say “no” outright.

And hard on the heels of the cat beating me out of bed with a baseball bat is the news that our harasser (I say “our” because this person’s actions are affecting our whole family with the stress and bother) has escalated again. *sigh* Fortunately we’re well equipped to deal with this, but still–how much longer is this going to go on? *sigh*

Anyway, I should be able to knock off more of the copyedits today. Work is a sure panacea.

Be safe out there, dear Readers. And keep your eyes on those tricksy little beasties.

Meow.

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