Notice I didn’t say “interrupted”. Well, there was a lot of that. Just not of Pixel.

Bayou and I are iced in today, with about 2-3in of ice on our driveway, street, and surrounding neighborhood. Unless we get a Pineapple express through here, I don’t see us leaving anytime soon.

Thanks to the wonders of the Internet age, I can work from home.¹ However, this amazing ability to bust the bad guys anywhere I have my POS monstrosity Dell and and wifi is severely impacted by Pixelmania.

Pixelmania: Pik-sel may-nee-a; noun;

Condition in which said cat, Pixel, is possessed of super-feline speed and insanity. Pixelmania induced actions include, but are not limited to: 5 foot vertical jumps, knocking tv remotes, cd’s and other electronic accessories onto the floor; hurdling bags of food going to the food bank, ricocheting off Lachlan’s chest like a ninja cat from hell, and resisting any and all outside attempts to be restrained.

Do not treat with cat nip, laser pointers, or sweet talk. Responds well to bacon, sausage, and ice cream.

So today our little tuxedoed wonder bounced off every wall, shelf, table, stole food, harassed the dog, and pretty much made me want to scream. Still, she was effin’ cute the whole time. I think she finally passed out somewhere. Until the next bout of Pixelmania ensues, at least.

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