The Opposite of Magellan

"From hell's heart, I stab at thee."

While it's entirely possible that Kirk is Magellan's daughter (because, frankly, look at her)... she's not nearly so keen to be a guest at GMBAN right now, though I caught her up without too much hassle or snarling and brought her in, the intention being to keep her through Thursday morning in an effort to get some Lyseine into her to help knock out a sinus infection she's been snuffling with for a week or so.

Magellan, on the other hand, is taking to domestic life like a champ, and, my first night sleeping on the full-size mattress I moved into the back room for more comfortable sleeping during my convalescence... the furry little bastard curled up right in the middle of it, next to the small of my back, so I woke up having rotated about 45 degrees to the axis of the mattress so as not to roll over on him in my sleep.