no better..might be even worse.
the dogs are starting to bug me...shut up, dont move..oh gawd, please don't touch me...argghh..you are touching me, stop it..go over there.
oh yeah..i am worse..the dogs never bug me like that.
another day or two and I should be feeling better...whatever, until then.
I have no news. I dont give a ratz ass about anything going on around me at this particular moment.
and I dont give a shit about rescue.
oh..everyone keeps asking me the names of the new cats...fairlane-house...yoda-mp communal...sylvester-medical room. and all I know or care about them right now is they are all eating and drinking...if that changes, let me know.
I might be more interested... interesting.... on Wednesday.
Sylvester reminds me of Oliver