My give-a-fucks are on vacation Shawshank, April 29, 2025 I’m awake really I am. Podrick was really good this morning, and wasn’t too crazy before I woke up this morning. He was just teleporting around the bed. I was just so comfy – just my neck and my back is all stiff and sore. The neck is from how I sleep, and my back is from standing for 8 hours; and probably how I sleep. I watched the election results live last night. The liberals got reelected. However, it’s a minority government. We’ll probably be heading back to the polls within a couple of years. But it’s incredible that they called the election 45 minutes after the polls closed in my province. NDP tanked nationwide, and lost their “official party status”. Pippin is slowly coming around to the bull in the china shop. They were playing the chasey chasey game last night. And at one point Crystal sent me a text, and they were both on the bed. I’m told it was only for a minute or two. Things are slowly getting back to normal. Pippin is hanging out closer to his level more and more. There’s lots of progress, and I won’t be too worried that they’ll be left alone for a few hours on Saturday, when we go to SlightlyBiggerTown for supplies. Life blogbloggercoffeejournalmorningsTinyTown
Life World was in black and white until I saw your light May 31, 2025 We’re all awake here. I don’t know where the cats are. But it’s quiet. Almost too quiet. Should I play the where’s the kittens? Or should I just let them do what they need to do. Hell, maybe they’re snuggled up on the back table in a sunbeam. update: Podrick… Read More
Life Und hatten alle einen struppigen Barbarenbart (gar nicht apart) May 6, 2024 Good rainy afternoon my friends. I hope y’all are safe and happy. I’m home now, just in time. It’s just started to rain here. Add to that, some gusty high winds, and you have a pretty crappy afternoon I got home, and the bog witch was of course sitting in… Read More
Life She’s a rooting tootin’ pistol from the Lone Star state August 2, 2026 Good morning my friends. The tiny kitten, Pippin, wanted to snuggle early this morning. She meowed and snuggled, but her meows woke the big boy. So she got paranoid and bolted. The right side of my face felt over-full. I got up and took two allergy pills, and crawled back… Read More