this post is full of shit

As of yesterday we have a new cat in the house. His name is Zachary and his story is that he is being given up by his owners because they are divorcing and neither of them want him. I can't imagine why not; he is a lovely gentleman, very stately and dignified and a big fan of some courtly ear-scritching. Unfortunately he is also suffering from some kind of gastrointestinal issue which his owners knew about but did not take him to the vet for[1]. So he lives with us at least until he is diagnosed and treated.

I'm hoping his presence will be a deterrent to the mice living here, whether or not he takes a direct role in discouraging them. Unfortunately it will not result in a net decrease in daily poop surprise, because Zachary's medical issues have resulted in several bomb events already. He is entirely embarrassed about it.

Hopefully his system will calm down a bit as he settles in and de-stresses from his move. And then we will only have to worry about Carlin, and his perverse delight in pooping on Axel's keyboard.



[1] I don't know them, but that kinda shit makes me think they probably deserve each other.