Maybe I Should Name Her 'Rita'

So I'm all ready to go this weekend and pick up my sweet little manx kitty and her surviving kitten (for a friend who's a bigger sucker for a manx than I am), after weeks of waiting for the kittens to wean. And guess what? Now there's a big ol' hurricane bearing down on my poor little feline, and who knows when I can go get her, if Texas City is even there on Monday.

I toyed with throwing the kids in the car and making a mad dash for the coast, but sense prevailed (what must the freeways around Houston look like right now?) and I'm going to wait it out.