Well, cold isn't really the way to describe it. It's more like viscious bronchitis, which could easily turn into pneumonia if I let it. I'm not so hot on that idea.
The house (temporarily) has a kitten. I got a message from Wynnie saying that she needed a favor. Turns out she found a dumpjob kitten in a storm drain, and couldn't keep it with her in the dorms. So Kat and I went to pick it up, brought it home, and were prepared to begin looking for an owner, when Danielle claimed the kitten.
It's a very cute kitten. Solid black with golden eyes. Danielle named it Puma. Which of course led to the nicknames Warthog, and Chupathingy/Chupacabra/Chupakitty. (If you have no idea why we would do such a thing, you obviously don't watch Red vs. Blue, I really wouldn't worry about it.)
In any case, the cute kitten spends it's time in Danielle's room, so the rest of the house isn't kittenproofed, nor is it kittenfuzzed for the time being.
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