I was supposed to stay in every night and work but instead I went out with X (formerly knowns as J :) to Tavastia to listen to Teddy and the Tigers and Sixgun Republic.
My home is now a kitty-hospital; Pekka-cat is back and getting better. But he wets the bed (=my bed), has to be fed by spoon and wears a cone (so he won't lick his opium bandaid). Therefore Lulu also has to wear a cone (so she won't lick the opium bandaid). The cone-cats do not like teir current state but things should change for hte better soon.
