Cat Dickery Mr. Whittington

Today we were told:

"Your cats cannot come to England. You will have to learn to live without them. It's not our fault. It's the lab's fault."

Or words to that effect.

After several nasty phone calls to the veterinarian's office, and a threatening letter, and much praying for Divine Intervention...

... well, it all worked out. Just like it always does.

And the cats will, in fact, be coming to England - as planned. And we - thank Bast and the Sphinx - will not have to learn to live without them.

It is very possible that I today have packed more things into boxes than a person who packs things into boxes for a living might have packed into boxes today.

Listening to Rush songs real loud can help you pack.

This would be "2112" that's on now ...

... and it's on real loud.