Hello, from sunny TinyTown. I don’t know how Shawshank slept, but I was terribly warm all night. Podrick wanted to cuddle and woke me around 2am, and I was fucking moist. I heard Shawshank get out of bed before the alarm, and felt him give me a kiss goodbye when he left for work and…
Greetings, my sunshiney readers. I’m assuming there were hijinks overnight, since the bedroom was closed this morning. I was quietly reading yet another Reddit flamewar when a truck rattled by and woke up Shawshank. He thought it was cat bullshit and got out of bed. We both had pretty typical Mondays. The new buzzy muffstuffer…
Good morning, y’all. It’s a gray Tuesday. The cats are doing cat things. I want the coffee to make me feel human (but not too much). We enjoyed our Monday at home. Shawshank puttered, and we had brunch. The cats did cat things. Podrick decided Shawshank’s hands are acceptable, so Shawshank was the recipient of…