The coffee can’t work fast enough. Shawshank left for an early shift at work, locking the bedroom door so I didn’t need to deal with Podrick doing Podrick shit in the window. Instead, Podrick did Podrick shit outside the door, insisting he could thwart the lock system and get in. There’s nothing to do in…
We’re up and out of bed on this sunny Friday morning. We’re up, and the cats are curled up. Podrick did his thing this morning, generally being huge and noisy. He snuggled me a few times– he actually came up to snuggle more than he went for the window. Yesterday was a couch day. Shawshank…
Good morning, world. It’s time to get up and greet the day. The cats have taken up their stations by each door, watching birds. I don’t know exactly what the forecast has in store, but it’s starting off nice enough. Once the sun came up, Podrick came up to bed for cuddles for regular, hourly…