I was invited into a cathouse today. There were between fifty and sixty cats in the structure. The proprietor can't keep up with the count.
In other news, I had my annual physical. After reviewing all the changes that Mrs ERJ is making in my life, the Old Curmudgeon raised one bushy eyebrow and pronounced..."Too soon for medicine. Just keep doing everything Mrs ERJ tells you to do and we will recheck your lipid panel in three months."