Addictions

Very quickly, last night I picked up Winston and apparently he was very hostile at the vet but once I arrived he was all warm purrs and head-butts. I think he had a flash back to his first 6 months of living in a cage in a similar venue. When I got home, he couldn't stop purring, with a bit of his tongue sticking out and walking around in circles in what ever room I was in. He still had a bit of drugs in him, so sometimes he would turn too quickly and his back legs would go out from under him - but it didn't even phase him, he was so happy to be home. Walter was a little worried, as Winston did smell differently (to do with the ears and acne cleaning) and wasn't sure to make of everything.



This morning, after coming into work late waiting for Winston's prescription to be filled (did you know they fill pet drugs at regular drug stores - i.e. CVS - who knew?), my office mate confronted me. He said because of me he basically got nothing done last night (he is enjoying a foray back into bachelor life while his wife and son are in California for the week). For the life of me I couldn't figure what I had done. It turns out that he found the game I was playing at lunch yesterday and, well, quickly became addicted. It's a laser game that Amanda mentioned recently on her blog. It's quite fun, and in my defense, I argued he spent his time exercising (the mind) as it wasn't completely mindless. Still, on his 'to do' list today is finish the game (he had gotten up to level 23 - of 25 levels). So be forewarned, it's a good game, but hard to stop. Not quite sure if I should thank or curse Amanda for sharing the info :)