Grab the Febreeze, Honey

I know Mac has written about this before, but now it’s my turn.

I got hungry last night and poured myself a big bowl of Kashi cereal. I ate it in front of a movie, not thinking too much about my mild lactose intolerance or the cereal that will henceforce be known as “colon blow.” But you can be sure I’m regretting that bowl of cereal this morning. Ethan and Pablo are wondering about it, too.

Pablo has only two jobs in this household: 1) wake me up at 6am every morning with a shrill meow and tail or whiskers dangled just above my face, and 2) take the blame for our farts. He does both quite well.