A Can of Worms

...or, um, I am cohabiting with a cat, again. A bit earlier than I planned (I had PLANS. Of home repairs first and then TWO KITTENS. Which, well. I guess I just have to get two kittnes, too, whenever I get the home improvement done). But like it often happens, cat had other plans.
It's a common story in my profession - basically it's an almost-new, slightly used kitteh in need of some repairs (previous owner could not afford said repairs, I had a cat spot open, so it goes). Very purry. I renamed her Ewok, for obvious likeness and to keep to the theme (I have always had Star Wars kittehs living with me).

Go on, amble away over the fucking rainbow or wherever you go and bother the Yellow Pony a bit. I'll miss you.