... only to not be able to find Applebee's.
I'm going to have to stand M'ris up on her birthday lunch with me. I must have driven all over Union Landing and saw -every- frickin' food joint in existance except for the one I needed. After 15 minutes of that, I rush home and call the Union City Applebee's. M'ris and I talk. (I feel SO bad.) We decide on meeting up tomorrow cause I have the kittens and she has to shop.
Once that is done, I pick up Sheridan and I am alarmed to see her head bobbling like a new born's - to weak to hold up on her own. I have to bring in the entire litter cause whatever is wrong might spread to the other two.