I finally found out what happened to Patrick's stocking. Monkey had dragged it off under the guest room bed to murder it in peace. This is only one of her many lairs. Others include under our bed and behind the couch. She's been known to run off with socks, cat toys, once a pair of my underwear. I get the feeling that she thinks she's a wild animal.
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| Sock killer extraordinaire. |
It's slightly less convincing when you only weigh about 8 pounds. She's a strong little bugger, though. Try to pill her and it's like you're attempting to shove medicine down a demon's throat. I guess this is what comes of hauling yourself up a
Kittywalk 20 times a day. Damn, I just looked at the price on that thing, and it's twice what I paid for it a few years ago. Good thing I bought it then...
Are any of you doing the New Year's resolution thing? I am pretty much resolving to do things on and off throughout the entire year anyway, so this isn't new. Instead of resolving to lose weight like I usually do, I am instead going to resolve to increase my fitness. That is a much better goal, I think. You can see a difference in that a lot sooner and easier than you can with your fat. And weight loss should follow, so that's nice. I'd really like to get rid of this horrible pill weight that's still on me. Patrick, the darling that he is, loves me the way I am, but I'd like to feel better about myself.
We'll see how it goes.
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