A bag full of mixed nuts

I’ve been biting my tongue, but someone needs to speak up, so I guess, yet again, it’s going to be me. Carol already thinks I’m a goody two-shoes anyway. This whole blog thing Carol started has careened out of control. We were a nice, quiet household until her blog. Just three dogs, four cats, two moms, and a person who abandoned us to go to college. But now we’re stuck in a soap opera. Let me sum up how ridiculous life in the “not-so-fast-lane,” as Carol puts it, has become:

Willow, you ??? the father…

Baby Girl came to see me yesterday with updates on her brother, Willow [Steve’s former boyfriend]. She’s been all over the neighborhood. She even enlisted the help of her sister, Bubbles, to gather information.

For starters, Willow’s spending more and more time with Greg and Cindy from FelExodus. He’s even talking about going on a retreat with Greg to learn how to “unleash his Inner Warrior.”

Could this be Willow’s “Inner Warrior?” Doubtful.

(Ex) Gays of our Lives

So much for taking a break from the drama. Steve asked me for help getting down to the source of this:

For once I actually felt a little sorry for Steve. He was completely perplexed as to why Willow was in that ad. I knew right away what the ad meant, so I kept my eyes peeled for Willow’s sister Baby Girl.

As the Gay Turns

Steve here. Carol’s been acting funny lately (well, acting like a real cat, but for Carol that’s weird), so I’ve had more time on the computer. Works for me. Besides, I’m doing my best to steer clear of Ethel right now. She hates me on a good day, and with the mood she’s in after her “concert” flopped, things could get ugly. I normally enjoy tormenting her, but even I know when to lay low.

Ethel on a good day, haha.