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I sure have been feeling cranky this week. I'm not sure whether it showed on the blog, but I have been. Too much torture blogging, too much healthcare mendacity, too much gutting of carbon policy, too much credit card venality, too much wingnuttery — just too much of everything.
In other words, pretty much like every other week. So why did it seem worse? Hard to say. But I'm sure looking forward to being able to hit the reset button in a couple of days.
In the meantime, though, here are the Friday cats! Yesterday Inkblot suddenly went crazy and started tearing around the house for no reason, the way cats do, and after finishing up with all the ground level rooms he decided to tear up the stairs and — kaboom! There was Domino, sacked out in a sunny patch at the top of the stairway. Stopped him cold. Domino gave him the evil eye, he stood around for a minute looking confused, and finally turned around and slunk back downstairs. And who can blame him? After all, what would you have done?