Thirteen cats and a baby. Life has acheived craziness. Veronica is doing
very well and the cats seem to be adjusting. Truly most problems we have
are related to Damnit Dewey's kittenish antics. Although Ambrose did
scratch my nose when he bounded over my face the other night. He's
insane. But none of them have shown the signs of jealousy everyone was
worried about. Although Will did remove (I do not know why) a bunch of
litter boxes and someone retaliated by urinating on our sofa and
loveseat. I hate that furniture anyway and have been hoping to
eventually replace it with more pet/kid friendly pieces. That isn't
going to happen today, but I'm one step closer. ;)
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