(I dread the kind of Google searches that will lead to this post, but…)

Can’t get anything done in this house without being interrupted by Ms. Siah.

One little, prying paw.

 One little paw comes knocking at the door.

And in she comes.

Little Siah Sausage comes waltzing in.

And she's arrived.

And stares at me until I get up and play with her.  So much for accomplishing anything on NaNoWriMo, sighs Easily-Distracted Kerri.  Pretty much anything distracts me at this point.  I have no focusing skills because … oooh, is that something shiny? ….