You come see us any ol’ time.
You come see us any ol’ time.
The Hot Man Club just got a little hotter. 😘
You’ve met this hunkbird before. His name was Roscoe, and he saved America with his fart jokes. I wish I’d gotten to meet him in person, but some of the happiest times are when I drew him. (And yes, I DID draw him here, it’s pretty obvious I love my cousin birds, my cats, the sky and grass, but not chairs and table legs so much.) The Hot Man Club only requires chairs for getting around. Closets are where all the action is at the Hot Man Club.
Last year I was like, “OMG, next year is 2019? BLADE RUNNER HALLOWEEN THEME!” The whole month was going to be a drunk history version of the movie. And then actual 2019 happened, so you get a week, but you get this one how I planned it last year. Maybe a little fancier than I could have imagined. Gotta be fancy for my Slinky One.
Hey, who wants a origami unicorn avatar to show 2019 you know you’re doomed special and you don’t care know it? Credit me!
I know what you’re asking, “Lynda, Blade Runner was set in November, 2019, why are you doing this in October?”
Oh, that’s not what you were asking? Okay.
My cousin bird was a champion at doing freaky stuff with her eyes, and I’m honestly not sure who would win in a staring contest between her and The Woman but I know it would be a thing to see.
Shoutout to the little bird that kept me company on July 4, too. The Slinky One used to assist me with my fireworks photos, but this year it was that little one. Birds rule.
For the first few days Babycat lived in The Puppy’s crate, because I wasn’t sure if she’d dig indoor living, and I didn’t know if she knew how to use a litter pan. You already saw she moved out of the crate and settled into cat-bed-at-the-window-life, and she knows how to use a pan like a pro. This proves cats are better at adapting to things than humans are. During those first days, I felt terrible about taking her away from her adventures and showed her a lot of videos of birds and squirrels. She enjoyed it! (Watch Babycat watches squirrels and birds through the magic window.)
Hey, the birds don’t mind me talking to them.
The Fluffy One is dealing with things.
The Fluffy One has been trying to interest The Puppy in running with him, but she was never a fan of cats running at her, no matter how hopped up on birthday cake she is.
This is pretty much what we do in the afternoons.
It’s February, and we’re spoofing some movies!
My little girlfriend who doesn’t want to live with me loves playing with a squeaky mouse on a feather stick. It technically belongs to the Ninja Twins, but they’ve got two so sharing is caring and all that. *ahem* The other lady cats have no idea what we’re doing. In fact the one who hisses all the time ran away for a full minute when I dropped the squeaky mouse in front of her, and the fluffy calico thinks I’m trying to kill her.
This is my life now.
This has been one messed up spring.
It’s Twilight Zone Day! I guess?
Aw, yeah, it’s photo-op tiiiiiime!