So we had to bring the cat back today. He had digestive problems, bloody stool, that sort of thing and the people at the shelter tried to tell us that it was our fault because he didn't do that when THEY had him.Eh, it was too soon to have another cat anyways...that's undeniable.
That's the story for today.
The story for this weekend is that I'm going with my brother and his wife to her uncle's house in the Hamptons.
Which means I get to live it up at a real beach.
I've never lived it up at a real beach. I mean, I've been to Rye Beach downstate but that was for educational purposes (school competition). Gonna break out my bikini, play in the shallow end of the sea and tan. Of course, because I said "tan" I'll really end up burning. I'll use protection.`
And I can't wait.
