The fur is flying and tensions are running high (that’s an adrenaline high, not a crabby high, mind you) in our house as NYCC looms. Only a few more days.

Trying to find a home at the same time as getting our collective act together was a real drag. But! We got one, so I daresay we can’t complain.

Do come by if you’re going to the con. I’ll probably have a candy dish after all…