Good morning, world. We had a quiet morning, I’m assuming because Shawshank locked Podrick out of the bedroom. I woke up all the usual times, overly warm and sweaty. I rolled onto my side, which made my sweaty bad freeze. I could have adjusted the blankets, but I was afraid that would wake me up…
It’s a Monday morning, and we’re all up. Podrick is soaking up the sunlight from a spot on top of the fridge. There are two flies trapped between the screen and window, and he’s trying to catch them. My first attempt at a Sunday smut stream was very, very dead. I streamed for almost 3…
Good morning, world. It’s a sunny Sunday morning. I know it’s Sunday, because Dateline is on the TV. The cats are soaking up the sunshine from the window and doorway. I was up a bunch last night, mostly due to my body screaming WE DON’T LIKE THIS TEMP, no matter what temp it was. Am…