my wife is pregnant and my cat is on prozac

I know...it sounds like the title of a book you would find on the shelves of a bookstore. Maybe in the self help section.

And this is where we are at in life.

Like I said in an earlier post, we found out that we are expecting again. I mean I did want more kids...I guess I just didn't see this one coming so soon. I admit that when the news first came that my stomach did drop to the floor. So it will be fun having 2 kids in diapers. I really just can't wait to see if it is a boy or girl. I actually kind of hope another girl b/c we already have the girl clothes, though I know in the end with the prom, college, and wedding...we'll make up for it. So it will be interesting to see what happens. Now if another baby comes close to this one, we might just have to get our own bedrooms.

Then there are our cats. We have one that is older cat that gets his way, and a smaller cat that runs all over the place. We have a problem with our older cat using the bathroom on the carpet in the house. It really only started when we had Shaela, maybe he got jealous or something. So the vet prescribed him some prozac. I didn't know that they gave cat's prozac (I hope that it is covered under our insurance). That is just too funny. Just to picture a cat suffering from panic disorder, so he starts taking Prozac to calm himself. I mean how stressed out can you be if all you do is sleep, eat, and lick your butt?

I am tempted to "accidentally" leaving the door open while bringing in the groceries or taking out the trash. "Laura, I'm sorry he must have gotten past me and went outside...and yep it looks like he is gone."

So it just keeps getting better. And that is where we are...