Milk Thief

milk thief
Before Betty goes to bed, she often drinks a glass of milk, but if she leaves it on the counter unattended, the milk thief sneaks his way up and gets his whole mug into the glass…

My Best Audience

aeneas being read to
Helen, reading the pitch for the next book to a fascinated Aeneas, who has gender issues of his own.
When we first got the boys, we were told they were a brother and a sister. I never bothered to check. As good cat parents, we took them to the vet for their shots, where I asked about when we should have them neutered. “I don’t want any kittens on my hands.”
The vet looked at me as if she didn’t know quite what to think.
“They can’t have kittens,” she said.
“No? I thought them being siblings wouldn’t prevent that,” I added.
Finally it dawned on her: “They’re both boys – I guess that explains why this one’s named Aenea.”
Not only did it turn out Aenea was in fact Aeneas, but he was the more sexually mature of them, and could have started spraying at any moment. In a few short days, he went from female to male to eunuch (but he’ll always be a princess to me).
The founder of Rome never had such problems, I’m sure of it, though Dido sure came close to castrating him.

Friday Cat Blogging

betty endymionFriday Cat Blogging, for those of you who don’t know, has become a tradition of the lefty blogosphere.
Some notables of the lefty blogosphere:
Talking Points Memo
Friday Cat Blogging began with Kevin Drum of The Washington Monthly, after he heard the news about Iraq and looked to his cat, but it only become a “thing” later.
I think it’s a good way to start a weekend, myself.
Betty with our big, sweet boy Endymion (weighing in at nearly 20 lbs). (I don’t know what Betty weighs.)