I was hunting around the web and poked onto a blog referring me to Dogster, a blogging site for pet owners. My best guess is that 95% of the dogs in the world are more popular than I am but I am not nearly as cute as a golden retreiver. This morning Annabelle decided to use my arm as a scratching post and it reminded me of the news I had seen on Thursday night when a woman had been nearly mauled to death by a bear. She was chomping down pretty deep on my wrists and I had to fight to make sure I wasn't the first casualty of 2006 from cat mauling. So our first order of the day, after eating our ritual Brueggers coffee and bagels and picking-up some lightbulbs was to purchase the Trader Joe's cat scratching cardboard with catnip in it. Annabelle seems to like it so far but she is now hiding behind the monitor waiting to pounce on my wrists as I type. I did look longingly at a weiner dog as we were walking through Coolidge Corner having learned that they were bred to chase and kill rats figuring that a dog might be less violent towards me than my dear kitten. But I do like my spunky cat.