cat's don't go for walks
I went to Lori's today to watch her clean her closet. Clean her closet she did not. Instead, we decided to take her cat, Finnigan, for a walk. He was on his leash and ready to go and, in fact, looked quite sharp, but he simply wouldn't cooperate. Cats just don't like to go for walks the way dogs do. Well, I suppose it isn't fair to form a stereotype about all cats based on the behavior of just one, but Finnigan doesn't like to go for walks. Finnigan just walked around and sniffed at flowers and leaves and the like and then flopped over in the sun. So Lori and I gave up. We finished watching the movie Beat and then spent the better part of our evening tracking down her boyfriend, much to my detriment, given the fact that I have theology homework. Now looks like a good time to start it.