I tried to just keep an eye on her but she's been acting so sick that I'm coming to you now from the waiting room of a vet who's open on Sunday. He's only charging me double plus a special "Interrupting My Academy Awards Viewing" rate.
Lydia is here with me in a cage. I don't mean we're both in a cage. She's in a cage and I just belong in one. She was a lot easier to catch this time than last time. We're waiting for the vet who says he'll get to us some time after they present Best Supporting Actress. More later.