Cocky Hyde is back! For some reason, I'm always hesitant to write these little triumph speeches because I'm like, "Oh, it's too cheesy, it's too indulgent, it doesn't feel natural" but those moments are so often the important moments of catharsis that make all the stress and tension leading up to it worth it?? I've gotta get over it.

I probably wrote this last week, but Lord, this week? This week??? I'm fostering a couple cats, and let me tell you. I am not doing a good job. Like, I wildly overestimated how much I could handle, here. In exactly one week and three days, one of the cats has peed all over my bed, and the other one just took the fuck off. Like, into the aether. I have no idea where he is. I've set traps for him, but if I don't find him in time for his neutering appointment on Tuesday, I'm going to have to show up with only one half of my two-cat engagement like Velma Kelly at the start of Chicago. 

Also if anyone knows how to get a cat to not release the entire contents of his bladder on your bed, please let me know...