dread...

The bad tooth isn't hurting yet, exactly, but it throbs for a few minutes after I eat anything. It's like a warning of what might come and it's making me anxious. It's like waiting for the other shoe to drop, and I've got two more days before I see the dentist. I am SO not amused.

On the other hand, the cats have been completely delightful. Last night, for the first time in her entire nine years, Molly jumped up into my lap when I was at the computer, and stayed there for a half hour or so. At first she stood there like she was about to leap at any moment but finally settled down. This in addition to washing Carmen's face. If she's been replaced by a Pod Cat, at least it's a friendly one!