We've been busy with wedding crap and I don't want to bore you with the details.

Funny little story, cat-related if you can stomach it.

This morning upon entering the living room, Grendel came trotting to me from the area of the screen door. He was chirping with distress. I think he was tattling on Ellie. The screen door was open a few inches and Ellie was sitting outside on the balcony. But it wasn't open wide enough for Grendel to get out and I think he was upset about that. So he turned Ellie in.

I guess we officially need to fix those screen door locks. Ellie opening doors by herself is not good. She's so crafty. I let them outside sometimes for semi-supervised balcony trips, but I don't want them outside alone overnight.