My cat has acne …and a heart murmur.

I love the Monon Trail. It is perhaps one of Indy’s finest offerings. Oftentimes, I ride my bike on it to get to work. But if one more assbag ignores the blinking yellow light, cross lines and the pedestrian’s right-of-way and screams obscenities at me while nearly missing me… I’m gonna lose my freakin’ mind. grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr

OK… breathe…I’m fine.

Now for the often joyful pleasure of taking my cat Pasquale to the vet because of…….drumroll please………..he got in to a fight and needs antibiotics for his bite wounds before they become abscessed. (Tell me, don’t you think abscess and boil are two of the most yuckiest words in the English language? OR do you know a more disgusting one?)

But I know one thing…