OT, or not OT? That is the question; whether 'tis nobler in mind...oh,
what the devil am I thinking? Brandy would not let me sleep all night.
We sequestered her to keep her from stealing the other cats' food
(because they'll start riots if we remove the munchie-dish) and I slept
upstairs with her; she spent all night walking on me; kneading, purring
and licking me. Normal behavior, but on other nights Louie is fair game
too. She'll be going to the vet in an hour or so, my little baby girl,
and I'll be going bats all day.

I could not bring myself to sleep last night and spent my time fiddling
with Google. I have a dark and dirty secret: I'm a lipstick fiend, a
gourmand of makeup, and would you believe there's a company called Cat
Cosmetics? (www.catcosmetics.com) I thought it was a scream. They seem
for real. And they are for the twolegged folk among us, for what need
hath a cat for cosmetics? I envy the natural beauty of my kinder
sometimes, because I need to put mine on from a jar and all they have to
do is lick themselves and voila! Roxie especially must have been a
fashion queen in her past life. She walks like a supermodel down the
runway, with near-perfect elegance and grace, and is very tall and
slender. The only thing slender on her Mama is perhaps her little
finger!

Blessed be,
Baha