Good morning, world. The new week has thrust itself upon us, and there ain’t nothin’ we can do about it. Podrick is stalking about, Pippin is hunched like a gargoyle on the edge of the TV stand. Podrick was up all night, annoying both of us in the ways he knows will get to us…
Good morning, world. TinyTown is sunny. It’s lovely, and the cats have their door+table combo set up to soak up the light. Shawshank managed Podrick in the morning, and we he slept a bit … until we heard a noise. A proper noise. It didn’t sound like anything broke, but it was a solid noise.…
Good morning, world. I had a morning filled with kitty cuddles. Podrick came in when it was still pretty dark, needy. I pulled him under the quilt with me and fell asleep again, half giving him my hand, half simply preventing him from sucking my neck. Miraculously, he didn’t cause any shit, and we were…