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.
No, really, especially now that you has a kitten and totally tolerate him trying to touch your face.
He’s right behind you, Puppy.
I’m so happy you and his mom are besties and can totally talk about girl stuff.
And of course you and bro are tighter than ever. As long as you don’t wee near the nip.
You’re hot stuff, Puppy.
I hope it stops raining and we get to go for lots and lots of hour-long walkies and meet all your friends and random strangers getting out of cars.
Happy 14th Birthday Pupplepants! We love you!
This whole year flew by. What year is this?
Whoo, life is so funny right now.
It’s gonna be 2019! Year of the Blade Runners! Oh…wow. Okay.
Have a good one? Hope you get to spend it with the ones who make you happy.
You know cat hockey is nothing without fridges for goals. So why does fluffy porch cat go up on the roof? There’s no fridge up there, porch cat, what are you doing?
Also yes, I totally tell time to run by gazing absently at my bare wrist, that was 100% intentional.
Winter Solstice is my jam. This autumn was mild but that only made it more of a bummer that we had to be indoors before 4 o’clock. Yes, I am a cat and yes, all domestic cats must be indoors before it gets too dim to see the paws in front of us. The Puppy is also a cat. NEXT STOP, SPRING!
Time flies like a thought about how fast time flies.
Lemme figure out how to hold the kettle first.
I am in full agreement with my well-wrapped cat.