To-do

I really need an anti-social feline to go with my new bicycle and cookbook obsession. Preferably one that will eat my entire herb garden in one day and vomit it all back up, in various places around my carpeted apartment, before I get home from work. It would also be nice if this animal had various health problems that made it impossible to give away or set loose on the family farm without a profound sense of guilt. And they should be uncommon ailments, like cat eczema or an allergy to pet dander. A combination of both would be perfect. Yes, that is exactly what I need to go with my Allegra McEvedy cookbook. That, and some fresh sardines.