Cats -OR- Doctor Dolittle, I'm not

First Jo asks for Seagulls, then Lee asked for Cats.

I'm not very good with animals, people. There's a reason why I didn't marry that shepard (besides the fact that he didn't ask). Trust me on this.

But I approve of cats. Anything with such a deeply rooted superiority complex is alright with me. Besides, without cats, we'd have no LolCatz or kittens.

But then we wouldn't have The Musical That Shall Not Be Named.

Well, no one is perfect.

Regarding Jonathan -OR- The Seagull, not the Tenor

Really, Jo. I think you've got it backwards. Penguins are the evil ones, not seagulls.

Seagulls are just misunderstood.

They're really very gentle creatures. When they knock you down and peck you viciously with their sharp beaks until you give them your muffin, car keys and deed to your house, what they're really saying is "I want to be your friend."

Really.

(And there's also the teeny tiny fact that seagulls actually live here, unlike penguins, and are all probably reading this on their purloined - I mean entirely legally obtained- iPads.)

Seagulls are our friends!

Well, it was almost a month... -OR- Something

So, I didn't make it the entire month of June.

I'm going to blame something for this, don't worry. How 'bout Global Warming? That's a popular one.

And just a head's up, I won't be blogging in November, but I will be writing the Great Meredithian Novel (not to be confused with the Great American Novel. This has more greatness, trust me).

Also, I really think I'm allergic to work. Or maybe I'm just allergic to people.