Pet humor and rain.

Oh, dear lord. How I love this woman and her freaky cats. Sars has made me laugh so hard I cried. Again. If pet humor leaves you cold, don't click.

Perhaps I should be ashamed of my love for pet humor. Perhaps it makes me like those people who cry over the heartwarming stories in Reader's Digest and laugh at the Playboy cartoons. I don't really care. Cats and dogs are fucking hilarious.

A completely unrelated anecdote: Last week, I was out walking the dogs, and it was pissing down, and I got soaked, and I came grumping back to my door with (wet, smelly) dogs thinking to myself, "I can't believe it's still raining in ..." and then I choked, mentally, because that's how spoilt I am, living in California. I almost actually completed the thought, "I can't believe it's still raining in February." Spoilt, spoilt, spoilt.