She did get the cat without meeting it. She is home with the cat most days, all day. That animal just has a screw loose. I like my mutt cats - they never attack me.

Most of the ones on the rescue site are mutts. They are just guessing by characteristics. But your MIL's experience and a few others -- means I want to spend a littl e time with a cat before adopting. I don't need any heartbreak

I know nothing about cats.

I've got an appointment with my rheumatologist next week. I really need to convince her that I need better pain management -- what I'm doing now is not enough.

Amon has been a joy. I've had him about a year, and he's a snuggle puss. He almost always sleeps between Hubby and me, and he'll come up and tap me firmly on the arm when I'm on the computer and he wants attention. The mornings are amusing, because I'll roll out of bed and head to the bathroom, and he'll stumble along with me and sit there yawning as I do various human stuff. I'm very glad I went with the cat who patted my hand as I was perusing the cats at the shelter.

I'm very glad I went with the cat who patted my hand as I was perusing the cats at the shelter.

Sounds like the best indicator of a match

Good luck, Hil. Obviously, your drugs aren't doing enough , but have you had any negative reactions to drugs. If not , you might be able t use that as part of your arsenal.

I like Amarna because she's definitely a people cat (likes most everyone who's come through my place), but I am Her Human. She'll let others pet her, but I'm the only one she'll sit on.

When I'm on the computer and she wants some attention, she'll either walk right between me and the laptop and put her paw on my stomach in preparation for walking onto my chest, or she'll just sit on the end table to my right and headbutt my upper arm, trying to nudge under it to get my right hand off the mouse and onto her head.

Perkins the cat is part Maine Coon, maybe. He's dumb as a post, but very sweet.

I'll roll out of bed and head to the bathroom, and he'll stumble along with me and sit there yawning as I do various human stuff.

Whenever we go in the bathroom, Slinky the cat comes tearing into the bathroom, often landing on the bath mat, which then shoots across the room (with her on it). I've dubbed her Kramer because of the way she enters a room.

I sent my sister an e-mail with the link to the swimsuit, and she trumped me in the shopping department in her reply--she sent me the link to the house that she and BIL are thinking about buying!

Tell her the house makes her ass look big?

OK, the weird buildings are fantastic, but this description is indulgently eye-rolly in the extreme:

354 cubes of a magnificent grey-beige build up one on the other to form 146 residences nestled between sky and earth, between city and river, between greenery and light.

There are magnificient grey-beiges?