Glad Tavie loved the BBQ, it was delicious, as usual.
I won money at the casino, which was really cool. I did manage to break every machine that I touched while we were there...that was pretty funny.
Tavie finally understands that the cat in this house is evil and scary, even though she can't hurt you, she just really wishes she could. Tavie let her out of the basement by accident and I had to go find her. Her biggest downfall, when she escapes, is that she answers when you call her name. She can't seem to help herself. My cats don't have names as far as they are concerned and only come running when they know they are getting fed. So, there she was under my bed in the guest room, meowing each time I called her name...silly, evil old thing.