What an oddly-shaped coffee table book

Just to add a little more sunshine to everybody's Monday...Wooby J.! Doesn't he look soft and fluffy? He is! He got into a little trouble this morning for sharpening his claws on the new carpet. Bad Wooby! I don't understand this instinct in cats where even the best-behaved of them are sometimes driven to completely destroy something. Sometimes I think that if he thought he could get away with it, he'd pull a Toonces and drive my car into a gully. Just cause.

Really didn't do much this weekend other than lie around and get over my cold. I saw the most interesting thing on TLC last night though. It was a special about this Asian 5-year-old boy named Novemthree who had massive tumors in his mouth that had pretty much taken over his whole face. So the hour-long program was about the Taiwanese doctors who performed all these surgeries to help him, and afterward he seemed to be doing really well and his prognosis looked good. Then, at the very end of the show, there was a written note that the boy died a couple weeks ago from an infection. I believe that warranted just a touch more explanation. Like "here's this heart-warming inspirational story of a boy's courage, fortitude and grace. Love it, hug it, make it a cup of hot chocolate. Oh yeah, and he died the other day. Peace out!" Whaaa?