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I’m back home (home is where the cat is). The visit with the old people was fun and it was good to see them. We visited a close family friend who lives in Cincinnati while I was there, and that was a lot of fun as well. On the way to Cincy I saw a billboard for the infamous creation museum.. I asked to go and they said no. I can’t hardly blame them, but still, it would have been lots of fun to go in there and laugh and make a scene at how dumb it was. Oh well.

This is about the time of the year that I call Bigglesmas, when my silly orange cat sprang forth into the light. He’s now officially gone around the sun 9 times, which makes him 52 years old in cat years. I bought him a present, a self-scooping kitty box. Target had this particular model priced very reasonably - everywhere else they’re $10-20 more than you can find them on the web, which means they were either priced wrong or Target is pricing everyone else out of the running on this model.

And yes its a present for kitty, not for me. It does make my life easier, but primary motivation is for kitty. I promise