Good morning, world. It’s fucking Saturday. The sun isn’t up; the day hasn’t even broken and Podrick has already been yelled at. Maybe if I give him breakfast, he’ll start behaving like a normal cat. We had a busy day yesterday. We had an extra stop to make, so we headed out to :sbt: earlier…
Good morning, world. It’s already started. It’s going to be a day. At barely 6am, I shouldn’t go so far as to proclaim it will be a bad day, but it’s not off to a great start. Podrick woke me up around 4am, and the bullshit hasn’t stopped since. I think this has been my…
Good morning, world. We’re up early, because Podrick wouldn’t stay off of things he shouldn’t be on. For a cat with a tummy ache, he’s still a meatball ass. The hits keep coming: yesterday sucked. Not only did it suck, but it sucked more than Monday and Tuesday combined. I knew it wasn’t going to…