As a scientist, it is my duty to speak truth, even if it is difficult; to report findings, even if I do not yet understand them. I present you with a curious phenomenon, as of yet not understood or solved; I hypothesize either the existence, or the impossibility, of: the "Fourth Corner Musical"

He's such a good boy.

Except that woman who foraged death caps, who surely must have spent more than that on lawyers.

All I can do is say my life is pretty plain

Great news! After carefully weighing out all his food for and not giving him any treats in order to reach his goal weight of 16 pounds, Ollie has gone from 20 lb to 23.4.

I believed a secret ballot meant it was illegal to tell people who you voted for and was scandalized when my parents and grandparents did.

Finally, a squirrel-safe bird feeder.

Polly cat does not understand her brother's obsession with grooming charging cables.

I am already regretting getting this toy for Polly.

Today I got to have a very embarrassing conversation with Elections Canada. "I got my vote by mail packet, but my cats nibbled on it and it has a lot of tiny little tooth marks on it, can I still use it?"

Polly really likes to sit in the lampshade.

My cat is very fluffy.

Just call me a Jillow. I really love cuddling the cat but 90 minutes of that is a long time.

Polly cat is not happy I tried to make her look at me for a photo instead of letting her watch squirrels undisturbed.

It's been a while since I would wake up with my bed full of mice.

No dishes are safe from cat fur

Ollie helps me put up art

Peekaboo Polly.

My beautiful boy. He is being sweet because I figured out he was the rogue pooper this week.

Iced a cake, made grilled cheese, great day in the kitchen for me.

There's just a lot going on

Polly cat likes to groom herself on the best part of the bed right after I make it when I would like to lie down. She also does this when I get up at night to use the bathroom.

Ollie has decided that sitting on my phone or my purse is too late in the process and is now sitting on my bra to prevent me from getting dressed and leaving.