11 Months Old

Look who dropped by today!  She's been busy cutting three teeth at once again and hasn't been her sunny little self, but you can't tell here. 

God, she's so adorable. I hadn't seen her in a week, since I met her and her mommy for dinner, and when they came in her mommy was carrying her.  She reached out to me, I took her, and she hugged me and put her head on my shoulder.  AWWWWW!

Her fan club was thrilled to see her, too.

Murphy seems a bit off for the last couple of days.  He barely ate today, and is drinking a lot of water.   He woke me at 5:15 this morning and headed for the water dish, where he drank like he'd spent a week in the desert.  I don't know what that's about, but it'll bear watching.

We didn't make it to IKEA.  Passing rainstorms were my excuse du jour. That, and the realization that kitchen cabinets are hardly an urgent issue.   First priority, when I finally am in a financial position to do anything about anything, MUST be the floors.  God, I hate this carpet.  I hate this carpet like I hate my phone.  Its existence offends.  The entire place needs new floors, from the front balcony to the back balcony. 

I'm not sure what this carpet is made of, but it's a dirt MAGNET.  The pile is very dense and very linty. When I vacuum it with my powerful Dyson it doesn't even show vacuum tracks, but the cylinder fills with carpet fibers.   Between its inherent nastiness and the cat's mission to puke on every square inch of it before he dies, it's disgusting. 

Today the cat puked FOUR times.  I should say FOUR TIMES so FAR, because the day's not over yet.
It was a truly epic day in the world of carpet stains.