Meet Missy

I threw my back out yesterday and wound up lying flat on my back with a heat pack. This was very much to my cat Missy's delight, who came and used me as a mattress while I was immobile.

Which leads me to:



Meet Missy! She was named after a certain Queen of Evil, and earned it by being frankly bananas. (Though I am hoping she'll grow out of it since she's not yet two years old.)