OT

Yesterday, I came home from the meeting and Jazz brought up headstones for cats in our yard, George, Rags, and Colin. There was no work this morning, so I went on a quest.

Migraines suck.

I went through Home Depot, Lowes and Wally World looking for feline lawn art and found none. Pesticides and fertilizers are the root of the migraine.

Then I went through Michaels, which always sets me off with the perfume. I acquired plaster of paris and large chunks of styrofoam. If I can't buy easily ready-made feline lawn ornaments, I guess I'll carve out headstones. I haven't tried this in a long while. I don't think I have carved styrofoam for the purpose of molding anything, but the theory is sound. Bamboo skewers should hold the styrofoam blocks in place as the plaster cures. Then Jazz can spray seal them when cured, and probably even use the dremel tool for polishing. It won't be easy, but few things worth doing are easy.

Speaking of memorials, that's Colin's Quilt with Sassy, our diabetic cat. Or as they call them on the internet on various messageboards, our sugarcat.  ¶ 12:33 PM