Almost Squirt-free!
Wonder of wonders, it appears that I may not spend my entire life leaking out of my behind after all. Slowly but surely, the squirts are going away. I'm not exactly laying pipe (as the Food Dude would say), but the cat box no longer looks like a pastry chef at a fancy nouvelle cuisine restaurant squirted caramel sauce all over it.
And, as a bonus, the Food Lady got me another sweater. It's a turtleneck, and it's got my name embroidered on the back of it. I thought it was a blue sweater, but the Food Lady says it's periwinkle. Mao says I look gay. I probably do... because wearing the sweater makes me feel happy and toasty warm.
And, as a bonus, the Food Lady got me another sweater. It's a turtleneck, and it's got my name embroidered on the back of it. I thought it was a blue sweater, but the Food Lady says it's periwinkle. Mao says I look gay. I probably do... because wearing the sweater makes me feel happy and toasty warm.
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