FRIDAY CATBLOGGING….Like Rod Blagojevich until Patrick Fitzgerald got his mitts into him, Domino sees nothing but sunshine hanging over her. I’m pretty sure Fitz doesn’t have her phones tapped — and in any case we all know that cats have interdimensional ways of communicating anyway — so I imagine her life will remain sunny and indictment free. Inkblot, on the other hand, apparently thinks someone is trying to watch us from behind our bathroom mirror, so maybe there’s more going on here than I think.