Blogging

I think I should return to blogging. I miss writing. 

Hidey woke me up by giving me a few nips here and there and then running away. The little jerk has her adorable way of asking for food or attention. 

She's in heat. It's been five days. Last night she molested my laptop's mouse. This was followed by an aggressively amorous attack on my left slipper. 

Ezra is the latest kid to join our workforce. She's four years old. She incessantly reminds me that she will turn five on August 11. 

They're counting the votes as I write this. I hope Robredo wins. Duterte's win is clear anyway. I am worried though that he has been mouthing unflattering lines lately. And sometimes, it's hard to determine if he's being ridiculous or serious. Either way, he fails to communicate.