It is midnight again, in the Gordon's household. I am sick as a skunk and Hubster has the beginnings of it too, plus dropped a ladder on his foot so he's in pain. I got into bed, Hubster cleaned his teeth and I heard him shoo Marie out the bathroom. Max starts having his weirdo… Continue reading The Antics of Max and Marie…2

It is currently 12:35am on a Friday morning and we aka Hubster has just cleared up after Max the daft monster cat again! This time thankfully he isn't sick - blood works came back from the vet following the weekends sickness and poonami explosion - instead he ran out the litter box.  The reason for… Continue reading The Antics of Max and Marie….1