Hello, internet. We’re up. I had a restless, warm night. Shawshank asked me for a time check, and Podrick climbed into bed after he heard me answer. We cuddled for a little while, with him pressing his face into my hands, until the sucking noises grossed out Shawshank enough to leave the bedroom. Yesterday was…
Good morning, y’all. It’s Monday morning, we’ve been up for a little bit because Podrick took a cuckoo clock down from the wall. That cat seems determined to destroy everything in my life. This little nuthatch has been taunting Podrick all week. I kept things simple yesterday, and got stuff done. Shawshank left for work,…
Hello, world. I’m up. We’re all up. Pippin is on the pirate chest, tucked into her loaf form. Podrick is playing with a soda cap. Yesterday was ok. I didn’t want to do anything, so I didn’t do anything. I knew that once Shawshank came home he would want to play :rdr:, so I played…