Also, I'm glad Bob (the demon chihuahua) went home, because Socks has come out of hiding and is being adorably grumpy again.

I refuse to believe Seffi will ever die- we've had her since I was but a wee thing and she is kind of a constant in my life.

By that I mean she is getting kind of stiff when she walks and she sleeps a lot more than she used to and she's not so into playing.

It's weird, just in the last couple of months she has started really acting her age, and it makes me kind of sad.

The cat just walked in and it made me realise it has been like... days since I have seen her except for sleeping.

The cat just scared away a neighbour-cat who has been bullying her, by which I mean she sat there trying to look threatening while I came up behind her where she couldn't see me and I clapped my hands to scare the other cat so it ran off, but I'm letting her strut around as though it was her who scared it.

My co-worker has a cabbit.

SHE LIVES UNDER LAAAAAAADDERS AND SLEEPS WITH BLACK CAAAAAAATS.

She's always so cute when she rolls over onto her back and lets me rub her belly, though.

Normally I don't mind if Shira insists on being all over my lap, but she's rather gassy this morning.