jasond

In the words of that immortal thespian, Keanu, "Whoa."

I dreamt last night that my cat fathered some kittens. Today I get to work and someone sends an e-mail to the entire center asking for someone to adopt a stray cat they found in their yard. You don't know how close Slip was to getting a playmate. Unfortnetly I can't afford to get another cat and I have no clue how Slip would react to "competition." He's enough of an attention whore as it is.

Yes I really am streching for intresting things to post, why do you ask?