Hello, world. It’s another Monday morning, and we’re in the cuddle puddle on the couch. Chaucer is between his two favorite humans, and Pippin is stretched across Shawshank’s legs. I mostly slept this morning. When I did wake up, I refused to look at the clock until it was clear I wouldn’t be sleeping again.…
Good morning, world. I’m awake. Chaucer has been particularly deaf today, and spent much of the morning yelling until we left the bed. Shawshank worked yesterday morning, and I played video games. Pippin was in ultra snuggly baby mode, and followed me around the house while I got dressed. I played :jd: for a bit,…
It’s Saturday morning, and I’m cold as shit. Pippin is on my chest while I type. Neither cat snuggled me in bed, but Pippin did come in to stand on my shoulder to scream at me when Shawshank left. We had a good Friday. I gamed all afternoon. First, I subjected Shawshank to some :jd:…