Excuse Me, There’s a Cat on My Computer

This week, as I nurse wrists that are strained from time spent typing up 50+ pages of audio-recorded research notes, I am grateful for one very pivotal thing. I am glad that I don’t own a cat. Cat lovers everywhere have just sucked in an excessive amount of air, and are choking out their vigorous…

The Mousetrap

It was late in the night when I heard the distinctive ‘snap’ from the kitchen. I had been debating, until I heard that sound, whether I should just get up and throw the infernal device into the garbage. It would have been so easy to get rid of. But now the thing was done. Baiting…