horrorflick

Well, it's been a couple of weeks now since my cat died. I hadn't realized how much I actually loved the little bastard. I miss him, and Penelope is a poor substitute for the love I used to get from my furry little buddy. (She just scratched me again today, sank her teeth into my right cheek about a week ago and clawed my lip.) All of this was done for apparently no good reason. What fun!