05.19.03
Erin and Wil were in Las Vegas this last weekend, so I got to go over to their house twice each day, to administer an injection of 6mL of Humulin to their diabetic cat, Trent.
And then I socialized with him and his brother, Gabriel.
The second time I went over, I took Cricket with me. At first, they seemed interested in her, as a curiosity. But then she started hissing and swatting at them, and they started hissing and swatting back. She ran into the living room hallway, and they hotboxed her in by each standing at one end of the hallway, which made me laugh my ass off. Things culminated with her hiding in the downstairs bathroom, and Trent standing outside the bathroom door yowling.
Understandably, I didn't take her back with me for later visits.
What's in your head?