Ick

Coco left me a lovely wet hairball at the end of the bed last night. It was disgusting and wet as I scooted off the bed to get Ruby. I thought it was poo, but thankfully, it was not. But still gross.

I started baking again at the May Day. Today, I couldn't finish in time, so Jonner took off for work, and I finished my shift with her on my back. It was actually better than when I was pregnant-- at least the weight was behind me and she wasn't in my way.