G’day, cunts. Aside from waking up early and feeling damp, I’ve had a nice morning of cuddles from my boys. I’m fairly certain the first time Podrick came in was after 4am, and Shawshank yelled at him to get away from the window. Pod left the bed for the time being. Some time later, he…
The day started with a bang: Podrick being launched off the bed and at the wall at about 4am. I don’t know what he did, maybe he jumped on Shawshank’s legs or something while trying to reach me for the usual cuddles, but that’s how things started. Pod’s been active, which means he’s making noise,…
Good morning, and happy fucking Saturday. It doesn’t feel like a true Saturday, not to me. For one thing, there’s no crime shows on TV. Real news was on when we got out of bed, surprisingly. Then a random anchor from the JV team broke in to tell us Iran had closed the straight again,…