I woke up this morning with a small ball of fur snuggled against me: Pippin. I don’t know how she managed to sneak into the bed with us without Podrick noticing and chasing her off. He was asleep in the cat nest on the foot of the bed. Eventually, the demons in his blood woke…
Happy Monday, y’all. It’s a cool morning. Pippin has formed a mushy loaf on Shawshank’s lap, and Podrick is doing morning things. He’s annoyed that his fat ass can’t easily fit behind the couch anymore. I don’t know what time it was when he plunked himself down on me for a cuddle, but I accepted…
Good morning, y’all. We’re up and about, coffee brewed, cats doing cat things. Podrick is probably doing something he shouldn’t be. It’s a morning. Saturday was nice. We made the drive out to :sbt: to do some shopping. After buying food, we made our usual stops around town. This was the third trip in a…