Danger Will Robinson!

Something as innocuous as cleaning out the old mailbox can turn into a major time waster.

I had recently thoroughly scoured the inbox with a stiff brush and Clorox. And yet tonight I found the inbox. Full. Of. Shit.

Just to be on the safe side, I checked things out. Was there an address I needed? Had I responded to everyone who deserved a response? What link is this and why do I need to see it again and/ or save it?

Which is how I got sucked into YouTube and the Two Talking Cats. Since Mouse was asleep and oblivious, I drug Skittles off the porch, put her on my lap and cranked up the speakers.

Skittles lost interest early. Me, I kept searching for a video that would capture her attention, surfing cat videos -- and then re-watched cat yodeling. Thanks for that, Gwen. I really needed it.

Shoot me.