The kittens are going back to the adoption center tomorrow. They’re cute, we like them, but they have to go. The other night as we were going to sleep I said, “The kittens are quiet…too quiet. They’re up to something”. The next morning we woke up to an entire roll of toilet paper torn to shreds and littered ankle deep across the RV. It was funny. It was cute. But it’s time for someone else to enjoy these little bundles of fur. Cross your fingers. They’ll be at PetSmart/F.L.O.C.K all day Saturday and Sunday. If they don’t get adopted, they’ll have to come back here for another week.

Vlad the Russian is in town. He and Andy are going in halves, playing a potentially valuable “play” at Paris. They’ll be there today, tomorrow and Sunday. I have to stay here tonight since the kittens need to be transported. But tomorrow we’re all staying in Vlad’s room at Paris. I am predicting a fun time will be had by all.

The experimental living is still going well despite a small leak in the water system, the afore mentioned kittens and a few more storage spaces needing to be built. It’s still fun, and I think it’s only going to get better after the log jam of baseball research is over.