It’s a dark and cold Thursday morning. I’ve been up, as usual, awakened by Short Round and my own body’s struggle to decide what temp we were going to be. The first half of yesterday was filled with activity. Shawshank had an appointment for bloodwork in the morning. I cleaned out two closets while he…
Hello, and good morning from a dark TinyTown. Podrick and I have been up since around 6am, when he plunked himself into the space between my chest and chin. I cuddled him for as long as he’d let me, trying to fall asleep again. I’m still messing with the new wig, but I felt confident…
Hello, to everyone who woke up this morning. We up, because cats are up. Podrick was good for the first hour I was awake, plopping down next to my head before 6am. He pressed the top of his head into my jaw, stretching his front legs across my neck, his purring growing softer as he…