oh, dear

we are on day three of zelda (or "the zeld", as i sometimes call her) being possessed by a lesser demon. she's a little nicer to me, but not much, and george can't catch a break. i just put down some catnip for her again, in hopes that it will mellow her out and perhaps make her return to her true form, which is that of a diva, but not an insane diva.