OMG, my cats are the only thing I can talk about now

[skandrae]

Paku still runs away from me a lot, but he is coming along. Earlier, he scooched between my back and the chair, and sat there for a good ten minutes or so. The Rodney-cat, on the other hand, is an almost permanent growth: he is always underfoot or on my lap or on my shoulder. I think he's actually a bit evil, and I am nervous about what happens when his claws grow back (the shelter trimmed them so they wouldn't hurt each other/themselves/me during the trauma of transport).

Haven't quite finished the Passion segment of my stagesoflove thing, and it is due by midnight. But I really want to go to bed... Nevermind. It's done now.