Wheeze....

Happy New Year!

My day started off at about 1pm by slamming the cat's tail in the bathroom door. I walked into the bathroom, where Phong was in his usual spot on the warm part of the floor by the bathtub. I hears Amie gallumping up the stairs toward the bathroom so I quicky started to close the door, and it screamed. I turned around to see half an orange tail in the crevice left between the door and door jam. Oops, sorry Phong.

Now I can't find my inhaler. I can't remember where I put it down, and this stupid cough is *really* getting on my nerves. So is my forever running nose and sneezing. I know what's making it worse, and I'm slooooowly coming to the realization that the ratties will have to go. But not yet. I'm not ready.