Good morning. We’re up. I’m awake. I’m not happy about it, so it’s everyone’s problem, I guess. I woke up warm, with a very lovey ball of fur nestled against my chest and shoving two paws into my neck. I was a little bit too warm, which always results in being a little bit too…
Good morning, y’all. It’s Saturday. I’m up. I’ve been up. Podrick was only slightly cuddly this morning. He tried, but he wouldn’t get into a comfy spot. Consequently, without my little fireball under the quilt, I was freezing this morning. We enjoyed a mostly lazy Friday. I didn’t get dressed. We didn’t have plans. Shawshank…
Good morning, world. It’s finally Friday. We’re up, the sun is out, the cats are doing cat things. I was just waking up when I felt a cat creeping up my legs. The creeping was slow and methodical, leading me to assume it was Pippin. My hypothesis proved true some time later, when Podrick showed…