If you ever get lonely, play with your toys.

Okay, so I am totally still a dog person. And I maintain that dogs are better company than cats. But cats are way better entertainment. Caprica has spent most of the evening finding "toys" in my room. There was my bathrobe belt, dangling from the door hook, and playing hide and go seek with the carpet from under my bedskirt, and playing with the strings on the hoodie laying at the foot of my bed, and figuring out that pencils roll when you bat at them. Hair ties are great things to toss around and play with. I helped only with the last one. The others she found all by herself. Not to mention the very fun game of staring at nothing on the carpet, attacking it, and running away in terror.

Also, the Twins are going to the playoffs, and the Spitzer help desk thinks I'm an idiot, instead of actually answering my legitimate question. But I made a baked potato with bacon and cheese for dinner, so I'm happy.