Toofies issues

I didn't catch any cats today, and it looks like Mehitabel may have
moved them. After my meeting, which i will have to talk about later,
Mom phoned (actually during the meeting, but i missed her three calls)
because she had a dental emergency which it is, of course, my job to
fix, so i drove over and went with her to her dentist. By the time i
got back into town it was dark, and i saw no kittens, though last
night at the same time was when i caught Mr Kittypants. And i have a
crapload of things to do. Just shoot me. And i still need a name for
him. And i am exhausted, have to work tomorrow, and have to give
Bonnie's traps back, as well. And my craptacular bucket trap is still
not here. And i am running myself ragged trying to fit the kittens'
feeding schedule in with my own, and we'll not even talk about how
impossible it is to keep them with fresh water--they both think it is
funny to get their paws wet in the water dish, run through the litter
box, and then dip their paws back in the water. I have to have
changed their water out at least three to five times today. In spite
of how depressed i must sound, i am laughing. What else can i do but
laugh? Well, i could try to sleep.