Sometimes you’re drivin’, sometimes you’re stallin ‘sometimes you’re flyin’, sometimes you’re fallin’ but there’s still beauty in the nosedive Shawshank, September 2, 2024 Good morning everyone. Pippin was a menace last night and this morning. Making noise and running all over the place, playing with things that she should be playing with. She made Crystal get up in the night, and this morning to try to get her to stop. Spoiler alert: she really didn’t. So we’re up, and slowly waking up. I forgot to take my allergy meds last night, so I couldn’t breathe at all last night/this morning. I wouldn’t have blamed Crystal if she just would’ve put a pillow over my face until I stopped snoring. Wouldn’t have blamed her if she did. Oh look, now she’s settling down to take a nap. She could’ve done this around midnight last night. She’s a character for sure. But not very demure, not very mindful. Cutesy, yes. Mindful, no. It’s a bonus day this morning. It’s Labour Day, so I have the day off. I have to wash the bathroom rug, because one of the cats decided to shit on it sometime in the night. I’m thinking that I’ll strip the bed, and actually fill up the washing machine. Life blogbloggercoffeeholidayjournalmorningsTinyTown
Life If you’re gonna have one might as well have two. July 26, 2026 It seems like only yesterday, I wrote a post. Since I wrote one, just a few hours ago, what the hell do I write now, especially when I’m still booting my brain? U crashed hard last night. I think I was out before Sleep Daddy ™️ even finished the body… Read More
Life In the jungle the mighty jungle the lions play all night October 17, 2022 You read that right, the kittens played probably most of the night. They were playing as we finally fell asleep. And they were playing when we woke up. Pippin in fact, is still in play mode. Chaucer on the other hand, ate a little too quickly, and was sick. So… Read More
Life But when you hold me in your arms, I’ll sing it once again May 19, 2023 Urk urk urk urk urk That’s what I woke up to. Chaucer at the foot of the bed, working on a really deep cut. This morning, it was his way of quietly waking me up. I got up out of bed, and cleaned up a small bit of throw up…. Read More