Elmo's the neighborhood bully.
I mean, he's a cat, yeah, and he's kind of stupid, too, but apparently you don't need IQ points to be a total asshole to other cats. I've watched him chase cat outs of our yard and also found him chasing cats out of other yards (often their own) so he can eat their food. He is also the fattest indoor/outdoor cat I've ever seen (dark fur is slimming; white fur is not), so much so that the dog door will soon be too small for him.
He's perfect and I love him. The bullying thing worries me, though. Or, rather, it did.
Two weeks ago, Elmo met his match. He came home with a nasty bite wound — two, actually. He has two holes in his head; his cheek got so messed up that for a second I thought he was Mitch McConnell. This meant a trip to to the vet, which he protested not only with the song of his people but the urine of his people, too (Elmo, not Mitch McConnell). Of course, he was a total angel for the vet (I'm pretty sure he purred the whole time they were putting three staples in his cheek) but in between purring and accepting treats and love, he gave me the look. Cat lovers, you know the look. It's the look that makes you glad cats don't have thumbs. Or executive power.
Elmo goes back to the vet Monday. I don't know about you, but I'm making the most of my weekend. It could be my last. I suggest you do the same (Elmo carries a big grudge).
Watch it again: Clue at the Tampa Theatre.
Soul on the Deuces in midtown St. Pete.
In manatee years, Snooty’s your crazy great aunt Mildred, but because he lives in aqua-luxury at the South Florida Museum, Snooty's 68th birthday party's a lot more fun than hers.
Bowlin' with Buster n' Chester, because if you can help puppies and bowl, why wouldn't you?
Head to the Rowdies game, because even they did raise the beer prices, it's still cheaper than any other sports beer in the area.
Check out this vintage pool party at the Hollander Sunday. Hey, go early for brunch and visit their DIY bloody bar, although we should tell you there's some debate in the newsroom as to whether one will get a better brunch at the Hollander's Tap Room or at The Lure's brunch. We'll investigate and report back...
Head to the closing reception for Rose-Flavored: New Works by Matthew Drennan Wicks at Tempus Projects in Seminole Heights.
#StayWoke at the Carter Woodson museum.