Good morning, world. It’s a cool, gray morning here. It’s raining. It’s going to be that sort of day. Podrick’s been at my hands since about 5:30am. I won’t complain about it this morning, he wasn’t full I’M AWAKE! mode. He simply wanted to be cuddled close, and since I was too chilly to come out of my blanket fort, that’s what we did.
We had a good Saturday afternoon. I did human shit in the morning, and streamed for about an hour. The cats have been pretty good for the last two days. We’ve caught them on the bed sleeping near each other a couple of times now. Naturally, as soon as we can grab a phone to take a picture, Pod is awake and moving. And they’re regularly playing chase before we go to bed.
When I spotted them yesterday, he made the effort to move slowly rather than pouncing, and Pippin almost let him stay in the nest with her. Then he went and spoiled it by trying to grab her, and she ran off. Later, I moved him into her personal space when he was properly exhausted and mostly unconscious. She angrily groomed his head.
For the rest of the afternoon, Shawshank and I played “Balatro“. He lets me feel useful by asking my opinion on jokers. He’s been trying to unlock new stuff, and finally got the Checkered Deck. We gifted the game to his dad last weekend, figuring he needed something that actually engaged his brain instead of constantly watching Facebook videos and playing his island paradise game. Shawshank showed him some basics on the Switch last Sunday, and he watched me play a few hands as well. A day or two later, Shawshank received a text from his mom: “you’ve created a monster”. Considering he showed off a screenshot of a royal flush when Shawshank went over the other day, I’m guessing we’ll hear all about his best hands of the week when we go over to Shady Acres this afternoon.
Today is Brunch Day. I’m having a pancake.
