Socks these days!

Do y'all see this? Here I was, innocently studying Stanley and Campbell research designs when my sock came creepy-crawling over by itself and imposed. No manners. No "Excuse me, miss? I'm a fuzzy lil sock with only 1/4 of the foot body. Could'ja help me out?" No, no. Just plopped right down on my notes. What's a girl to do?

Ok, ok. I admit. I was about half asleep in the face of a "randomized pre-test/post-test control group reseach design" (this stuff is better than Nytol, folks!) and I decided to take a wee lil' break. Just to get the blood flowing to the brain again, right? Right.



So, Cleo has an acquired feline voice disorder. Two days ago, her meow sounded like a normal cat's, and then yesterday, it sounded all creaky and hoarse. Like a 90-year-old pack-a-day kitty smoker. It's really creeping me out, y'all! Can cats get sore throats? (somehow, I feel, as a budding speech-pathologist, that I should be able to diagnose this kitty voice disorder myself.... but it's so WEIRD!!)

p.s. Do you see the ugly rubber clogs? That's hot, right?

In case you were wondering, I ended up ordering a hot H20 bottle from CVS online. What has the world come to that you can't purchase a normal, good ol' rubber hot water bottle at the pharmacy? I would just like to know.