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Good morning, happy Saturday, let’s start the day. There’s a load in the wash. I was up early cleaning up after one of the cats, but I was able to go back to sleep for another hour or so. They’re behaving for the moment. In fact, Chaucer is amusing himself by chasing his tail. Mal…

How to ruin a fucking Thursday with a single voicemail and have a 3 hour panic attack.

He’s covered his shit three times now, there’s no way this is my cat.