It’s my fault, really, but I love the idea of kicking the cat in frustration of my favorite chair being used as his bathroom/scratching post.

My sister was s’posed to come to my house, water the plants, take in the mail and feed Hector. All good, right? Wrong. Seems that my nephew, her son, got into a knife fight at school, nailed the other kid in the shoulder and is now getting cited for juvie assault and getting home schooled.