I'm trying to concentrate on work today, but my mind keeps wandering to that cat, who hurt himself yesterday. By the way, Mike is not scared at all of the cat, he's just pretending. Squiddy can look intimidating and he's done his fair share of actual intimidating, but he's mellowed the last couple of years, now that he's a senior cat. He's my dear friend who always knows when I need an affectionate headbutt. So I wish I could be there with him today, helping him not run into walls and scratching his neck where the plastic collar hits.
