Mr. and Mrs. Miker
Thursday, November 23rd, 2006I returned on Sunday from the wedding of my good friend Commander Miker and his lovely bride, Sam. It was a great time in a beautiful area, an event I’ll not soon forget. I’m afraid I drank a little too much, and as a result may have been shaken my booty a bit too zealously on the dance floor. :)
Anyway, congrats to the bride and groom. And oh yeah, Happy Thanksgiving!
Plutonius Maximus, Twisted Black Maxta and Demonoid Spawn of Satan, is facing the biggest challenge of his kitty life. He was behaving strangely today–listless, subdued, yowling and digging around in the litter box–so we took him to the Blue Cross Animal Clinic, our family vet for last 15 years or so. 
