Big Wednesday night

Tonight I'm hanging out on the couch with my cat watching Lost.

I'm excited! That's because I'm a dork about Lost.

Dogs and cats oh my

I'm going to Connecticut in April for a weekend of fun and debauchery (I mean they go hand in hand). My cousin grew up there and I'm tagging along to visit some friends. They usually come to visit us in Boston so it's only fair that we make a trip to visit them.

Riley is going home today. I stepped in pee this morning while blow drying my hair. I wish dogs could use a litter box. I also got woken up in the middle of the night because the dog thought 3 a.m. was a good time to try to dig a hole in my rug. It is NOT a good time Riley. In fact it is never a good time for that. I feel like my cat just looks at him like "Seriously, you are quite annoying and I can't believe you would even attempt to sit on my humans lap. Learn your place dog." My cat is like an old man, bum hip and all. If he had a cane he would totally use it.

Boo (aka Boo Nigel Flufferton III)

I brought Boo to the vet for his yearly visit. My vet is super British and has pictures on the walls of him in various halloween costumes with his dog. He always calls him the mystery cat because we really have no idea how old he is. He peed in the carrier on the way to the vet. Nothing like getting pee on your coat and shelling out $240.00. He always has to get blood drawn to check his thyroid and make sure his medicine doesn't need to be adjusted.

My mom called when I was trying to get him in the tub to clean him up. He was having none of that but knowing him he would go straight for my bed smelling like pee. I sure do a lot for this cat but I love my little hobo kitty. Even if he doesn't go after the mice.