Regret

I almost regret depriving Vivido and Spaz of the pleasure of playing in the mountains of tissue paper that are coming out of the boxes the movers delivered. I say "almost", because if they were younger cats they'd probably just find it themselves.

As it stands, they're old enough to really not give a damn, so I don't feel quite so bad. There are boxes filled with paper sitting in the hallway waiting to be taken by someone who needs boxes and tissue paper. Maybe I should organize a field trip for some underprivileged kittens to get into some mischief while they still can.