Happy Monday everyone! We’re half way thru September and this week is supposed to be hot and sunny. My plants are dying and I have to start watering again. It’s interesting (unsettling??) seeing how every September seems to be warmer for longer than the previous one. The city is leaving the splash pads open later and later every year….

HALLOWEEN TIME APPROACHES (so says Costco) lots of Dooomcat spooky season designs available at our Neat-o-rama store

TEXT:

Evil wheezed, “Jab that blue needle in his butt for good measure- get it right in his blood stream.”

Prozac glared at the needle, “In the butt? Wouldn’t the leg do? Any large muscle?”

Evil cracked a smile. “When you can go for the butt, take it.”

Crack mumbled, “Maybe too much time around Gay…” but Evil wrinkled his nose, “Ram it in his glute and maybe, at the very least, this asshole won’t be able to sit down comfortably for a few days.”

Prozac rolled his eyes, then jabbed EVIL in the butt. Evil jerked, jostled his arm, cursed, bit his lip, and blinked back tears. Prozac patted his good shoulder. “There, now you’re twins. And hurry up and cross over as that’s all we have for pain management.”

Crack was staring at the bloody footprints Prozac made as he ran around jabbing needles and being bossy. He yelped as Prozac materialized in front of him and waved a glass vial in his face. “Go help Evil. I’ll be there soon, but this is YOUR show Crack. You’re our…whatever that place is expert. 

Crack smiled. “I’ve never been the expert at ANYTHING.”

Evil gave a glassy eyed grin. “Nonsense Crack! You were always our expert at paranoid freaking out and irrational shit fits. Like unparalleled. The GOAT. The MVP.” Crack’s brow furrowed but Evil’s words started to slur. “They were awesome. You were soooo entertaining, kept Cap- Captain Tight-Ass on his toes….love my non-boring family…” Evil slumped against Lionel’s big head, his arm shifted and a fresh wave of blood seeped between the lion’s jaws, saturating the fur on Evil’s shoulder and creeping towards his neck.

Crack blanched, then grabbed Prozac’s proffered dose and gulped it down. He went to lie against Evil’s unbloody side, curling his arm around his brother.

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