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January 8, 2015
It's 4:00 and my cat informs me that it's time for dinner and she won't take no for an answer. I hate to tell her, but no, I don't have any wet food in the house, all I have is the standard kibble and her bonito flakes, and it's cold out and I'm feeling like too much of a bum/hermit/loser/bad mom to go to the store even though it's only two blocks away. "I just don't feel like putting on boots" doesn't make her meow any less. So, instead, I make waffles, and she benefits. (She takes them sans syrup.)