To anyone who hasn’t given up on me, I offer profuse apologies and gratitude. Back in January I got that extremely persistent upper respiratory whatever that was going around, and I really wasn’t 100% again till mid-March, at which time I was so far behind on everything that catblogging took a backseat—or may have even been consigned to riding around in the trunk. But at least this means I have a few goodies saved up, such as this picture of Taz in the cat tree.