So, I'm in New York right now on a family vacation thing. My grandmother's family owns this house-mansion-thingy right on Lake Ontario. I used to come here every summer up until I was nine. Lots of fish, water, bugs, creaky old houses, small children, relatives...you get the picture. It's out of use all seasons except for the summer, so it gets to be pretty groady without people to take care of it.
At any rate, this year my sort-of aunt and her children (8 and 6 years old) brought with them TWO KITTENS. And one of them's name is Ella. Which is confusing.
The moral of this post: zomg kit-tenz who like to biyte! and are ku-yte.