Let's try crossposting again because Tumblr is awful.

Dubiety the Cat attempted to ruin genocide day by not urinating for over twenty-four hours. I got him to the vet and back before the meal was ready, though. I ruined his plans. We ruined genocide day ourselves, the traditional way - by discussing politics at the dinner table.

(The libertarian cousin said about what you'd expect your libertarian cousin to say. I scolded her from the couch, where I had retreated in the company of the baby, the dog, and $3 wine.)