Tigers and other ferocious cats
Mike and his dad are taking Luke to his very first Tigers game tomorrow! Baseball is big in this family, so this is a huge deal. It is an occasion Mike and his dad have been dreaming about ever since I got pregnant.
Hopefully their grand plan is not thwarted by a trip to the emergency room. Luke managed to get bit by our cat - again - but this time it was not by Pele (aka Mean Kitty Ow). This time it was Buster Brown, the generally mellow Maine Coon. I don’t even know what prompted it. Buster is always so calm. He was lying on the couch next to me and Luke and all of the sudden he hissed and lashed out. Luke has a couple marks on his arm. One puncture, but we cleaned it out immediately and hopefully it won’t get infected like the last time (Pele bit him on the foot back in June). It’s ironic really, because we’ve been working so hard to keep him and Pele separated, we hadn’t even bothered with watching Buster. Oy. I’ve said it before, but I am so done with these cats. I have my niece and nephew coming for the weekend so I think the cats will be camping out in our bedroom. How frustrating.
Oh, in lighter news, I bought some new make-up the other day and now I feel pretty. Funny how a bit of make-up and a new pair of underwear make you feel like a new woman. Speaking of feeling pretty, How To Look Good Naked is on tonight! Love it!





