Good morning, world. The new week has begun. Podrick started with the bullshit hella early this morning. Bullshit, interspersed with cuddles. That’s pretty much a breakdown of the human experience in general, actually. Sunday wasn’t bad. Shawshank left for work in the morning, and I assumed a human form so I could stream in the…
I was up early, aggressively cuddled by the big orange beefball. I let Shawshank sleep in. I hear a crow outside, but I think the ground is too wet for me to put out some puffed wheat. Imma do it anyway. A squirrel used the crow as a distraction; we weren’t paying attention to it,…
Hello, world. Let’s do Saturday, shall we? I got out of bed early because Podrick was causing things to go *thunk* in the living room and I had to make sure he wasn’t into anything really bad. Once I confirmed he wasn’t, I planned to get back under the covers, but Shawshank was out of…