Because kittens make everything seem better, we brought home our little Nastia yesterday.
Well, I guess that's not entirely true in that Nastia did not make the fact that our trip to the distillery for one Bloody Mary yesterday turned into four after which we had to call Sean to come get us and then after I got home I cried over something and then spent the rest of the night puking and pooping.
But at least she was good company.
Kittens are neat.
1 comment:
Evil, EV-IL Goat Vodka. Why does sin have to taste so good?
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