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, world. What’s the haps? It’s fucking Canada Day, and Shawshank has the day off. Unlike yesterday, I didn’t get to sleep in. Podrick popped into bed around 5am for a Canada Day cuddlefest. He curled up under the blankets with me for a while, with me trying to sleep while he snuffled in…
Bow Wow and Soula Boy? HOT DAMN WHAT A DEAL. Good morning, Monday. The sun is up, and it’s looking nice so far today. Podrick came under the quilts and we snuggled for a while. Eventually, I fell asleep again, and that’s how I stayed until Pod woke me up waaaay after his breakfast time.…