Beer Money, Not Kitty Litter Money

Last night I learned that none of the liquor or beer stores on Grand are open past ten. I also learned that, in a pinch, I can carry an 18-pack of longnecks from the Shop 'n Stop home. I can even get lost on the way home and still make it back without incident.

This morning, like baby birds from the nest, I kicked the cats out. They will learn to piss and shit outdoors. Oh, yes. They will learn. And they will learn to love it. And, eventually, they will stop meowing to get back in. Welcome to life, ladies. Breathe the fresh air.