Michigan advanced on an easy shot that finally found the back of the net, an apparent rarity in stark contrast to Friday night. My voice was totally gone, though, and the playoffs are not good for one's general cardiac health.
Sunday after a day of working Jenelle and I headed to Munn to try out new skates for her and get back in the habit for myself. Then a nice dinner and home to play with Ollie. The funny thing about cats, much like dogs, children, or early morning disc jockeys, is that they never tire of the same thing. There's simply no need to create new games, round up new toys, or change scenery...he's totally content chasing the same toy down the same short hallway for at least an hour. Last night we played a rousing round of "get the toy out of a cardboard box" about 20 times and the furrier competitor was bummed when the game was over.
Monday, March 14, 2005