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Pixel has rustled up a ping-pong ball from somewhere that looks like a basketball (orange with black lines). She has been knocking it all over the basement for hours now. Ah, to be a cat. So nice.

I had a dream I was a cat last night -- no lie. It was very Kafka-esque. My mentality was somewhat human, but I had hunt-and-kill instincts. But when I thought about walking or running with four legs I would stumble and fall and look like a cat with Down's Syndrome. (Not that there is anything wrong with Down's Syndrome...it was just an analogy. Okay, wait. That simian crease is kinda creepy.) I was not a very good hunter and would have starved to death quickly had I not awaken at 6 a.m. and eaten a couple of Archway cookies.