How to Survive Our Parents

Or, I was raised by wolves and my sister's going to kill me for writing this.

My mom, whenever I would rustle up the cats as a kid, would say, "Susi, don't mollox the cat!" So, like, there's no such word as mollox, at least not that I could find. And there's no way she can stop me now. I'm still molloxing my cats--Lester, Timmy, and Gully.

This is a picture of my family before me. Or, as I like to say, "My family BM."