Gah. It smells like cat pee in here again. The litter boxes are clean but apparently Amber has been peeing on the blankets in here again. Grr. Anyone want a cat?

So, Rob and I got to see the possum again last night. Rob put these weird little fruit pellets out on the balcony and nothing was eating them. Apparently, the possum likes them. It made Rob happy. Though when Amber saw the possum she ran towards the glass and the possum took off. I was surprised at this reaction for two reasons. First off, none of the other animals out there do that so I didn't think they could see in. And also, I thought that possums "played dead" when scared. Oh well. *shrugs* We named the possum Nervous. You can tell we have no life when the highlight of our day is seeing what little critter is on our balcony and naming it.

Okay, so this is just - bizarre. I am "Bobert"? I thought that was Rob? Hrm...

I am the invisible Bobert! Find your whimsy character at kelly.moranweb.com.

A little toilet-paranoid but people-loving, you're everyone's favorite invisible friend. No one ever loved Gertrude as much as they did you, so feel special!

Niche: You belong in the septic system. You rather enjoyed your vacation there when Tracy had to flush you down the toilet. Your incessant chatter can be endeering, but only your friend, Gertrude, thinks so. You're both invisible which has formed a great (though invisible) connection between you two.

Upbringing: You were born in the summer of seventh grade. Gawsh, those were the years!...

Aspirations: You want to be a real boy! No, not really. Nobody quite cares what happens to your whimsy character.

Quirks: You hate people, mostly, and have this odd thing against toilets. Nobody gets it.