BBC News - Bionic feet for amputee cat

...And the cat immediately runs off and is never seen again. :)

How Fanfic Saved My Kitchen Floor, by S. L. (not her real name)

I note with some interest that it's three years to the day since the Great Flood of Ought-Seven. This is relevant because the gutters are apparently clogged with maple seeds again and we came close to having another Incident at about 4 this morning. It's a good thing that my nutty Muse still had me awake writing up her idea in response to the prompt for next week's round of writerinadrawer, assuming of course that I make it through this one, because it meant that I was in the position to notice and quickly respond to the sudden sump-pump hyperactivity that signals that the drain outside our back door is blocked.

Water was pouring down our back steps in a sheet an inch thick, just like during the flood, but this time once I'd started scooping the crud out of the drain it cleared fairly quickly (from about 4 inches deep and about to go under the kitchen door), and the squall blew over in a few minutes instead of staying directly overhead for half a freaking hour. Still, a call has been put in the the condo-management guy to go up and have a look as soon as he can get around to it, because it's been raining for, like, ever around here and the next time this place floods it'll be the end of the damn floors...