I grew up with a calico cat that looked a lot like Molly, just with grey instead of black. We got her when I was in middle school and she passed away at a ripe old age just a few years ago. She was the sweetest thing. Whenever I needed to get some work done and she wanted to be on my lap, I always made her a pillow fort on my bed and she would camp out in there for hours.
Could be worse though. A few weeks ago, my three year old found my stash of Greek hemiobols and decided they were the perfect size to be her Barbie's play money!






















