This Flu Wears Combat Boots

The summer flu/cold combo of doom is currently kicking my butt with gusto, and he’s wearing broken glass studded, weighted combat boots made from the skins of Persian kittens, which are neatly laced with the ribbons from little girls’ Easter hair dos. Those poor girls in their frilly dresses must now choke on strands of…

Seriously?

I just peed on my housecoat. Sorry if you find that information an overshare, but it’s a true story. I’m really struggling with daily life since my right paw is still out of commission, following the surgery that should bring it back to something close to its former function. Right now, the right hand is…