Gratuitous Llama Bachelor Posting

Well, we're finishing off week one of the Missus' and the Llama-ettes' beach vacation while Self remains harnessed to home and work.

You know, being the enlightened kind of guy that I am, I help out with almost every aspect of life around Orgle Manor. I clean children, laundry and things. I cook sometimes. I shop sometimes. And, of course, I handle the majority of yardwork and household maintenance. Indeed, I even pitch in when it comes to taking care of the cats, as much as I really don't like them. I feed them when needed and clean out the litter when it gets too stinky.

So when the Missus vanishes for a while, I'm generally able to take up the slack with relative ease.

But there's one feline-related chore that has been the exclusive province of the Missus from the beginning, namely putting drops into the eyes of Jenny, the elder of our two cats. (She has some chronic condition or other that requires routine medical treatment.)

Well, over the past week I've discovered that I don't like giving Jenny her drops and Jenny doesn't like getting them from me. And the situation seems to be getting worse, not better.

It's a good thing the Missus will be back next week. If I had to deal with Jenny's treatment much longer myself, the animal would quickly go blind as a bat.

UPDATE: What? You don't think blind cat jokes are funny? Crétin!