After a lovely catch-up with Sues and more tearsheets (when I am going to find time to make all of this, I do not know), I'm tired. And I have Chester in the morning. In fact I was so tired when I got home tonight that I fell asleep on the couch (which I never do).
And I dreamt. I dreamt that HoneyCat ate the birth control pill I couldn't find when I dropped it under my bed this morning. And that it actually made her pregnant and she had four kittens.
I am equal parts disturbed and elated that this was the dream that arrived from my subconscious at the happening of a missing BC pill.
And the fact remains that it is still missing and she may have eaten it after all.