By meatball, I mean cat, of course. He's been sick since yesterday - I'll spare you the disgusting details - and we had to take him to the vet this morning.
I've been talking about him so much this week that I wondered if I inadvertently sent him some sort of negative energy. But then I remembered the wise words of one old Italian lady in my family "Jinx shit!"
Yeah, jinx shit.
Today, I am grateful ~
1/ That Magoo is OK
2/ That the offending plant (he even reaches hanging plants. he's very talented) has been thrown out.
3/ That Magoo, as far as I know, is not vying for the Sports Illustrated cover anytime soon. Not that I believe in jinxes.
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