Good Dog! Bad Kitty!

What another rough week! Left work Tuesday only to get a phone call from my mom informing me that my baby brother was hospitalized for an enlarged spleen (apparently five times larger than a normal one). They've ruled out stomach cancer, but not Lukemia. They also suspect Mono (I told him I was telling his wife on him and asked who he's been kissing besides her). Oh! And his acid reflux is worse (he should really stop smoking). I'm just glad he's finally home, but he can't go back to work until he's a blood doctor for more tests.

On the bright side, I got a phone call for a tutoring job I apped to in Memphis. Unfortunately they need somone, like, yesterday. Fortunately, they said they'd hold my app till I get there in December. Yay! Here's hoping, right?

Okay, so, I love Skidboot. I'm not a dog person, but I would love to have a dog like that. So smart! Good doggy! Sit, stay! Alas, I'm a cat person, but lately my cats have been bothersome.

My best friend was doing laundry at my house yesterday. She took freshly dried clothes out of the dryer, set them aside in a basket, and turned to move the other clothes from the washer to the dryer. In the meantime, my husband's pain-in-the-arse cat decided to jump into the basket of clean clothes and...well...leave his mark. We didn't name him Puck for nothing, and I'm surprised he lived through getting caught. Needless to say, the next load of laundry had to wait for the ones Puck "liked" to be rewashed. What a naughty kitty! Outside with him!


'Til tomorrow then.