Hi everyone, Katie here.
I'm counting the days and the pills until Glogirly's California Aunt, a.k.a. the intruder, leaves the townhouse. Sheesh, she's been here for over two weeks. Enough already. Today, my only safe haven has been Glogirly's bed. And Glogirly's Vicodin. Oh don't worry, I'd never actually swallow one. I can't figure out the cat-proof cap on the bottle. For now I'm just counting the days and hours until I am free at last. Free to roam the townhouse with no worry of company. Free to eat my gingivitis food without onlookers. Free to poop in peace.
Today did offer a silver lining though. Gloman is out of town. This means I've got dibbs on bed real estate when it comes to sleeping and napping. I'll be sure to leave him a nice coating of cat hair on his pillow.