I found the cat. It turns out that after she got over her initial shy, she's a glutton for attention. When I am on my bed typing on the laptop, she generally trys to get between my hands and the keyboard. If you're chatting with me online, that means you'll get a message like zzzzzadfskj;l a ase; Don't take it personally. I don't even know what that means.
The cat's full name is Cassie Opeia Lastname. It's pronounced like the name "Cassiopeia," but with the added benefit of driving my daughter up the wall, much to the glee of me and my son.
Son: "The cat's name is Cassie Opeia Lastname."
Daughter: "No, her name is Cassiopeia. Not Cassie Opeia. She still needs a different middle name."
Son: "Her middle name is Opeia. Mom decided. Right Mom?"
Mom: "Right."
Daughter: "MooooooooooooOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOooooooooooooooooom!"
It's the simple pleasures in life, after all.
Thursday, May 21, 2009
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I love it!
(auth: harpsit ...??)
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