So...Yeah...

Ok, so much for the summer-long deadication to the art of Blogging. A whopping 3 posts. How prolific. But, I did find this easy enough to use as an English project, and it will really cut down on the lower back injuries that result from carrying a crate of paper journals around all year. So, I guess it wasn't all for naught.

A few other updates...

Kitty Finn, our beloved, fat, transgendered cat, tore her ACL. You might be asking yourselve how a cat tears her ACL. To answer that puzzle, I've composed the following dramatic re-enactment starring Finn and much more athletic brother, Maxx.

Maxx: Hey Finn. How's it going?
Finn: Zzzzzzz
Maxx: Wanna run around and howl today?
Finn: Zzzzzz merp zzzzzz
Maxx: No, huh? So how 'bout I just bite your head? (bites head)
Finn: Merp merp (runs away)
Maxx: Oh yeah? A runner, huh? (chases fat cat)

(Fueled by terror, Finn mounts the counter top, then the fridge, then the cabinets, and finally lands on the 9 ft plant shelf)

Finn: Hiss Hiss Merp
Maxx: Oh! You want to play mountain-climbers. I LOVE that game

(Maxx follows Finn's path to the plant shelf)

Finn: (now petrified by fear) Merp Merp Merp Merp
Maxx: Isn't this sweet? We're up so high.

(Finn misinterprets Maxx's small for threatening cat-calling, and tries to scale down the opposite side of the 9 ft shelf, but she's too fat to combat gravity)

Finn: MEOW (drags legs around on carpet, hobbles off)
Maxx: What? You don't want to play.

FIN

And that's pretty much been my summer.