Cruelty Free Post

I'm sick of insulting Logan. First of all, he's way too easy of a target. Second, I think he likes it. And finally, I have more important things on my mind, like my poor gimpy cat.



The cape is new. It keeps him from licking the top of the cast, as he is wont to do. (That position is comfortable for him, by the way.)

Isn't he adorable? That's a rhetorical question, of course:



Everyone at the vet thinks he's smart (which, as I established early on in this blog, is not the prevailing opinion on the subject). Actually, his primary doctor's specific words were, "He's a stinker," referring to the fact that he is so wily when it comes to getting rid of the cast, but many of the other staff have used the S word to describe him. I wish I had a video of when we brought him home with the cast for the first time: he kept trying to go through the cat door, which had been covered with a thick piece of gray plastic, by butting his head up against it. Repeatedly. Very cute. Not so smart.

Yes, I'm just going to continue blithely along as if I never said I was quitting. Wanna make something of it?

We went to the second of the three May weddings the weekend before last. It was in Utah, at Capitol Reef National Park. I won't bore you with details, but this picture, taken from the deck of the reception location, pretty much sums it up:



I know my mom is thinking about how much a little saturation would spice this baby up. I hope you can at least see that it would be amazing in person.

Here's the view from our room at Austin's Chuck Wagon Motel (yes, that name is for real):



And Tom Cruise stopped by for a visit:



Tom will be really mad when he finds out I posted a poofy-hair picture of him, but that's what he gets for looking at me like that (like I'm ridiculous) when I want to take a picture of the steps to our suite at Austin's CWM. They smelled like my favorite place in the world! (scroll down for the picture of my secret favorite place)