I just wanted to point out how sad Jack looks right now. She reminds me of Borcha from Mount and Blade.
Hopefully that will change in the near future.
Anyway, restful nights sleep ahoy.
You get up and decide to try that housebreaking thing. You're a little tired of changing the weird little thing it wears around its groin. There's only so many times you can turn it inside out.
Oh, and you sell the gnome, 997 simoleons is pretty swish.
You give the Kat a bottle, while you go have a tub of ice cream.
Then its off to the park. Today is a weekend so there's no need to clean bedpans, the people at the hospital told you the patients will just hold it. You don't know how that works.
You see this random person and decide to get started on this flirtation thing that somehow made it into your schedule.
That didn't go well.
There's a friendly couple, you decide to try putting the moves on them.
The man is not responsive.
Neither is the woman.
Let's try something else.
You don't know why you thought standing on one leg would work.
A more direct approach doesn't work well either.
You think it's time to head home.
You feed the Kat, have some ice cream, then sit down and watch it play with that weird thing you got it.
You get the feeling it's trying to communicate with you, maybe you should try teaching it to talk like a parrot.
You try that for a while.
Then it's off to bed, it's getting kind of early.