Clio suprised a possum in the bushes outside school yesterday, before the SuperBowl. Here she is with her quarry, which she did not get — though my arm is pretty sore today as a result.
She’s doing ok, for those who asked, but her pee problem is not any better. It’s always tricky, and I don’t really feel welcome at many people’s houses any more. There’s always an issue of “is she welcome? Is she really welcome?” and I’m rather indecisive about what to do about that.