The name’s Herder, Shep Herder. I’m in the chasing business. Sheep’s my specialty, but you name it, I chase it. Cats, salesmen — if it’s got legs, I can make it run.

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The name’s Herder, Shep Herder. I’m in the chasing business. Sheep’s my specialty, but you name it, I chase it. Cats, salesmen — if it’s got legs, I can make it run.

Most days are good days. Get in, leave the package, and get out, and everyone’s happy to see you. Well, almost everyone. Like yesterday, I felt like dozens of eyes watching me from the bushes. That’s when I realized this was Cat Territory.

Gentle readers, it pains me to begin today’s open thread with such heartbreaking news, but reader Tracy R. has just informed me that her beloved cat has been (chokes back tears) mildly inconvenienced:
So the tree people came today and the lawn people came today and the loud-recycling-truck people came today, all of which means Hamster did not get his usual sixteen hours of nappage in, so here’s Hamster being exhausted.
