Good morning, world. It’s another chilly morning. Can I just say that I’ve had two of the most comfortable sleeps the last couple of nights? No waking up in the middle of the night, moist, with my body fighting itself. Instead, I woke up with Pippin curled against me, Podrick in the nest, and Shawshank…
I woke up this morning with a small ball of fur snuggled against me: Pippin. I don’t know how she managed to sneak into the bed with us without Podrick noticing and chasing her off. He was asleep in the cat nest on the foot of the bed. Eventually, the demons in his blood woke…
Happy Monday, y’all. It’s a cool morning. Pippin has formed a mushy loaf on Shawshank’s lap, and Podrick is doing morning things. He’s annoyed that his fat ass can’t easily fit behind the couch anymore. I don’t know what time it was when he plunked himself down on me for a cuddle, but I accepted…