A Contract

I just want to put this in writing. If I make it to 32 weeks, David will smuggle Malcolm (cat) up here. You are all witnesses to this agreement. At the very least, it will make for an amusing blog entry. As long as we don't get kicked out of the joint. Two nurses have said that they didn't think that it would be a big deal at all and even seemed to encourage it arguing that people did that with dogs all the time. I think we just need to get a leash and muzzle for him and tell everyone he's a "service cat".