Everyone has other cats, it seems. It's getting confusing, the amount of cats I have to juggle in my mind just to sort everyone and their metaphorical felines out. It's all scratches and yowls and sometimes I just want to throw all the cats into a sack and beat them against a wall. Mostly though, I wish I were in the sack. If I were in a sack I wouldn't have to be here. Being trapped in a sack is a viable excuse, isn't it? Do you have a sack?