Too much work and I am making no progress. It's going to be a long night (and tomorrow). And I want to run and do some fun reading too.

Went out to dinner with parents. Somehow, they became aware of the fact that I thought getting another Persian cat was a mistake. I had to be honest. I do consider it to be hurtful to Marble's memory and hurtful to Bucky. Especially since they keep comparing the two and calling Bucky "Marble." I understand that my dad was lonely and wanted company and also that some comparison is unavoidable. Even when I got home, I was looking for the new cat in all the places Marble used to like to sleep. But, still they didn't need to get a Persian. There are many other lovely kitty breeds in the sea.

When I mentioned that, my parents launched into a "imitation is a form of flattery" speech. Whatever. I'm the oddball that finds all this horrible and insulting. Everyone gets to have their own opinion. Let's not get started on the fact that I think putting Marble down was a mistake that could have been avoided for at least a few more weeks. I already lied about that little opinion. Done venting.

On another note, Bucky is slightly cross-eyed. I find it funny.