Yes, I was singing at the party last night. As you can see, I'd been indulging in way too much nip. I don't even want to know if Jack and Will broke out the "holy water."
Mary Lou has been on vacation this week and as you can see from the stuff around me, the place is a mess. As devout as the priests are, they can be slobs like anybody else, despite the idea that cleanliness is next to godliness. It's mostly Jack, though. Will pretty much picks up after himself all the time, a hairball away from being a neat freak. Jack swears Will keeps a coaster in his hip pocket.
Today is ND--Nagging Day. Feel free to keep hounding--what do you know, a dog word--the person you love or a complete stranger, if you like, about anything your heart desires. We're all celebrating a day that makes it perfectly okay.
Finally, remember to look on catblogosphere.com (see my little black book) for the latest from all of the great cats who blog like me.
And don't take any wooden nickels, even if they'll get you a kiss.