Good morning, world. It’s a new day, and it’s Friday. Podrick’s morning started early, but he was manageable today. It’s almost always a 50/50 chance that I have a shitty birthday, and the 49th was no different. Shawshank had a closing shift, and I planned on logging in and streaming. I dragged things into the…
Hello, world. Today marks 49 trips around the sun. We enjoyed the day off together. I received notification that an amazon order was delivered, so Shawshank went up to the post office to grab the mail around lunchtime. I’d recently ordered some knockoff Feliway plugins after a particularly bad morning with Pod. I used to…
Good day, fuckers. We’re up, we’re caffeinating. The sun is up, the skies are clear, and the house smells like vinegar (wait what?). Podrick is Podricking. He made a few trips up to the bed this morning, laying across my chest with his head under my chin, forcing his cuddles on me. Once he started…