Who called the Plumber?

Katherine has been doing that travel thing again, so Billy (it would appear), got bored. So he disassembled the upstairs water fountain. Twice. When I was in bed. Even with shake cans piled on it the second time.

Explain to me again why my new call phone has him and his brother the inscrutable bum as the wall paper?

Timing, Billy, timing!

Lately Billy and I have been playing a new game. I toss one of his toys -- usually a furry ball with a bell in it -- up to the top of a cat tower. He bats the toy around for a while, then drops it near me for me to toss again. It's very sweet.

Except when he brings the toy into the bedroom at 3 AM.