Shot myself in the foot?

I hope not.

Sometimes you just have to say what you feel, and when you do it, you hope, pray, and even cross your fingers that the recipient to the information is going to be open to it, and understand the true intention.

Consider my fingers crossed.  Tight!

In other news, I finally managed to give the two cats (not mine, the one’s I’m looking after) their medication, I still have all my fingers, even despite the attempts of one of them to bite one off.  Round 1 went to the kitties.  Round 2, the round I’m calling the decider…  Goes to me! 😉