Good morning, world. We have a sunny Sunday. Pippin is in a doorway. Pod is chasing a fly. Small cat came to bed as I started to wake around 5am. We snuggled for half an hour, then he crawled out of the blankets. A few minutes later, he started messing around on top of our…
Good morning, world. It’s a sunny Saturday morning. I was up a bit earlier than Shawshank’s alarm went off; I was too warm, as usual. Shortly after I started moving in bed, Podrick wanted to be cuddled. I adjusted myself, and we cuddled until Shawshank got out of bed. Right now, Pod’s being an asshole,…
Good morning, y’all. I’ve been out of bed for an hour at the very least. Shawshank just crawled out of bed. Podrick is already getting on my very last nerve. I’m awful, and I won’t let him play with all the cables and fun things in the corner where there was a prime hidey hole…