Sad Lemonbella

My cat died. The very cool and fluffy Bartlet.

And, owing to the fact that I am stupidly attached to my cats, this has made me very sad.

Things I did to try and cheer myself up

1. I bought myself the latest Thea Gilmore CD, instead of buying anyone else any Christmas presents.
2. I took full advantage of the three for two offer in Ottakars bookshop.
3. I bought two maple and pecan Danish Pastries and ate them both, with a pint of chocolate milkshake.
4. I followed an amazing hedge brushing vehicle all the way home, even though it took me out of my way.
5. I went and said hello to my other cats, one of whom was asleep in a baking tray.
6. I watched the second half of season three of Angel, and rewound crazy-hobo Wesley several times.
7. I found out I taste like Marmite.

Love me or hate me. I taste like Marmite. I am salty and sharp. My abrasive edge greatly upsets some people, but others will gleefully endure it. For those willing to put up with me, I am a great source of emotional health and stability. What Flavour Are You?

These things didn't make me feel that much better, but I feel they were a fitting tribute to Bartlet.