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Picky, Picky, Picky

So, I'm sitting on the sofa when Lisa looked over at me. "You still have a November picture of Gus up on your journal," she said.

"Yes. And?"

"And it's December."

"Well, I haven't updated yet. Nothing to report. Besides, I hadn't decided what picture to put up. I was thinking about one of the pictures of me struggling to put a Santa hat on Andy, with a caption like, ''Tis the Season to put hats on cats,' or something like that."

"You can't do that," she said. "They're not very good pictures." Actually, I think they're hilarious, as the expression on his face is the classic 'I will kill you all,' so popular among humiliated cats. But perhaps she has a point. And besides, it's fair to rotate the attention around. So this month I'll be giving props to Sylvia.

Update: And hey, there was something to report after all. 175 day rejection (brief, personal) from Say...