Good morning, world. It’s Wednesday, and that is a day that ends in Y. And if it’s a day that ends in Y, that can only mean one thing: Pippin is screaming at door knobs. I think she has ghosts in her blood. I’ve been awake since around 5. That’s when my brain fires up…
Good morning, world. Happy Tuesday. Both kitties are curled on the couch beside me. Shawshank left this morning, and Pippin came in for snuggles. She quickly figured out that if she laid across my tits, I would scratch both her head and her butt simultaneously. When her appetite for scritchies was sated, she left me.…
New week, y’all. Let’s get it started. I’ve been awake off and on since the alarm went off. While I don’t remember hearing the alarm, I felt Shawshank get out of bed. I thought I would have a bad time, but fortunately, I managed to doze off and on. Between sleeps, I heard Shawshank puttering…