BOR-ing. That's all I have to say about life around the Castle these days. The Human dashes off at 6:30 a.m. or so and I don't see her again for weeks and weeks. It's an Outrage, Kitties, and as you can see I am at my wits' end.
This evening she tells me she will be at work for most of Caturday (Outrage, Part Deux) but that (perhaps!) we can spend Sunday together.
Well, I won't be holding my tiny breff, I can tell you THAT, Kitties.