Hey!

Hey you!

Dance for me!

A word of advice...

...from mundeemo on how not to apply for a job.

ETA: I really should have asked all of you for a cover charge for the dance party raging in my previous entry. I'd have made a killing.

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My kitty is miffed at me. Why? Because I sat down next to her and petter her for a while, lulling her into a false sense of security, and then ... forced her to SMELL A PIECE OF CHICKEN! If this sort of thing is allowed to continue, the next thing you know I'll be attempting to feed her tuna. The horror! The horror!