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screaming/dancing cats
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…
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Saturday, with the cats
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…
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anatomic hearts are not an appropriate gift
Happy Valentine's Day y'all. The household is up. Chaucer is laying between Shawshank and I, his chest on my foot, purring. We'd done the gift exchange before the coffee had…