Cats

Didn't end up going out tonight-- decided to stay at home with the cats and watch a Netflix movie instead.

Yes, we have cats. Three of them. How stereotypical, huh? But, that's where the stereotype ends. We do not drink tea. We did not do a "U-Haul"-type move-in. We actually go out -- maybe not tonight, but we are definitely not "knitting."

Anyway... back to the cats. All three of them are girls. I think they are lesbians. All three of them. They fight, but then they lay around licking each other. Then they fight again. But the final proof came today -- a boy cat came in the yard and they quickly chased him off. They mercilessly cornered him and attacked, and he barely escaped, completely emasculated.

They high-fived each other. Now they are ignoring each other again. I'm sure they'll argue again later. Perhaps I'll make them some tea.

And the oldest one -- she's about 17 -- she is one tough old dyke. The almost peeled the flesh off my bones when I tried to give her medicine. I didn't know she had so much fight left in her! She laughed at my offer of tea and told me she wants a motorcycle. And a wallet on a chain.