It's The End Of The World As We Know It...
... and I feel fine.
The King is probably worried about me. Several times this week he has come home from work to find a patch of carpet or floor or counter space that had never been seen before. Well, not since we moved in anyway.
I think I'm bored. I'm sure The King isn't complaining. But he is probably wondering how long it is going to last.
Frankly, I wonder about that too.
(Better check my temperature. This is day four of posting continuously!)