I have no idea how this got here.
Happy New Year, plzthxbai.
And for your service as loyal readers, you get this small package of cuteness.
Hope you’re having THIS much fun this holiday season!
The Fluffy One’s always been a fan of sticks. Other cats can have the ribbons and feathers and squeaky chirpy things, he knows where the action’s at. This week his sweet nephew discovered the magic of sticks and was hooked. I said, “What have I done?” a few times as I searched for a placeContinue reading “Sticking Around”
Fingers crossed he doesn’t eat the things.
Aww, Puppy, happy fourteen o’clock! I love you, tan tornado. Baby Yoda totally stole your look. And you totally stole my heart. And the dictionary. And Mum’s glasses and Nan’s audiobooks. I’m so glad you like cats. I guess it helps that you met the best cats ever when you were all the same size.Continue reading “Fourteen O’Clock!”
Whaaaaat? Technical difficulties raining through the ceiling, but who wants a comic on SATURDAY? OOH! Yes, you want that, that’s what you’re getting. Yes. This is part of it, there’s way more, but my plan to do some when I get home is starting to not work. I’d tell you all about what’s holding upContinue reading “Call It a Sneak Preview”
He’s a doll, no one minds sharing with him. Really. No, really, he and Uncle Fluff will eat out of my hand TOGETHER. 😻 “Sharing is caring,” is totally Uncle’s advice, he even borrowed that from him. Exhibit A Exhibit B
Okay, so half of this really happened. The Kitten is really good at making pom-pom balls vanish, I should show him the coin trick Uncle Tiny showed me.
It’s a fair question.
From all of us to all of you, raising a bit of whatever creamy whip you prefer for absent friends. As always, thanks for reading!
How does this fit into Thanksgiving? I am thankful for steroids, y’all. (BTW I didn’t write The Kitten’s line, my Poppy said something like that to my Nan and they got married on this date and had darn near 30 awesome years together. 🥂)
Survey says neck skritchies are awesome, but I don’t advise allowing anyone to scratch your throat with a fork or any other sharp device, that is assault. Keep clawing!
If she did her dance for you, you’d whistle for her, too.