My roommate's cat just ate a moth. This is the escape artist cat that once ran five feet up a tree while we were trying to catch him(this is one fast cat, leave the patio door unattended for even thirty seconds and he's outta here). His previous owners had his front paws declawed.
Also, sitting in your room for three and a half hours avoiding someone you really don't like when you have to go to the bathroom really badly for over an hour isn't much fun at all.
Right, when food is done I'm off to bed, up since 630A on maybe 3 hours of sleep.
Current Mood: knackerd/starving
Current Music: Fans