cats

I’m up early, and Shawshank is working this morning. Podrick spent the entire night curled up under the blankets with me. We went to bed, he played with Shawshank’s feet, then us humans settled in with our blanket fort shield. After walking around and jumping over/on us, Pod pawed at the edge of the quilt.…

They’re not quite friends, but not enemies.

Good morning, world. We’re awake and doing morning things with the cats. Pippin is just trying to exist. Podrick, bless his smooth, little, orange brain, just stepped in a water dish. I mostly crashed when we went to bed last night. I was blessed with two visits from the tiny leechboy, but we’ve mostly figured…