SUNDAY, FEBRUARY 17
Last night Miss Beverly Sills found herself on the opposite end of the bedroom door.  She and Rumsfeld have become total buddies, partners in total and complete crime.  Last night they were playing pounce the kitten.  Unfortunately they were playing pounce the kitten, or rather pounce the mommy, around 4AM, on my bed, on top of me.  Things gradually reached the point where Miss Beverly Sills, “Bubbles” jumped from the foot of the bed to the other end, landing on my head, claws in full scratch mode.  Fortunately I’d been afraid something like that might happen, so ...   more »