Just as I was finishing the previous post and enjoying the love and calm zen state I've been in the past two days... Clachat the Most Useless Cat in the World came in the house with a mouse in her mouth, let it get away where it rain UNDER the piano where Georges was playing, and then said cat went back outside and got another mouse... which she has now also lost in the house. I think it's under the frigging refrigerator. I am sitting in the kitchen typing this with my feet up on a chair.
So now, I will not be able to sleep tonight until we get these mice. I hate this freaking cat sometimes. Really.
