Another great episode. This one Eric is barely in, but it’s still good.
Jeff and I have a busy day planned, culminating in a barbecue for Katie and all the women she lives with. First, a trip shopping, then District 9 at Metrotown (it will likely be nuts), then the barbecue.
My efforts to keep hair out of Miss Margot’s digestive tract have not been entirely successful. She produced a tiny, ladylike little furball yesterday. Hopefully this will inspire me to brush her more often, although considering I’m brushing her at least twice a day, while she grouses and grumbles and tries to bite and wriggles like mad OR sits there purring like mad as if she’s glad I finally got round to it. Sometimes she asks to be be brushed – and still complains – and sometimes she runs away and wails. The other night she spent I don’t know exactly where, but when she returned in the morning she had half the undergrowth of Burnaby lovingly stowed in her belly fur. Normally I only brush her for about 2 minutes at a time, this time I locked the bathroom door and got really thorough. MASSES of fur and crap came out….
I compost everything I pull off her.
Finally saw Driving Miss Daisy. I liked it, but there were specifics about it I didn’t like all that much, like the soundtrack.
