Life Can I get a hallelujah, can I get an amen Shawshank, May 9, 2026 Yeah yeah, I know I’m like 12 hours late to be posting this. But in my defence, I had to be at work this morning. And, I actually slept all the way up to my alarm. Tonight is Backlash! So we’ll be cooking shortly. Which is good because we’re both hungry. Happy saturyay! Everyone. Short… Continue Reading
Life If I look a little drunk, it’s ’cause I drank some Shawshank, May 5, 2026 Podrick was an active boy this morning. Making just enough noise to cut through my sleep mask. The rain sleep daddy wasn’t enough to keep me asleep. I might have been able to fall back asleep if it was a little cooler in the bedroom, and if I could breathe through my nose. The headphones… Continue Reading
Life I can’t be the only one who likes extra fries over exercise Shawshank, May 2, 2026 Good morning my friends. It’s a bright and shiny day here, and Podrick was on his best behaviour this morning. he only started to get want to wake us up when I moved, or mumbled something. He’s currently lounging on the shelves in front of the window. Pippin is in the bedroom having breakfast. Then… Continue Reading
Life ‘Cause I’m fantasizing about riding my Chevy off into the sun Shawshank, May 1, 2026 I was up a little early. Nothing to really do with Podrick. One of the cats – probably Pippin, made it into the cabinet, and knocked over a jar of elastics. Hopefully, neither of them ate any of the elastics. They’re both looking out the back door now. Yesterday at work was crazy. Lots of… Continue Reading
Life The thing about a small town, word’s gonna get around Shawshank, April 29, 2026 It’s now the middle of the week. Podrick was being Podrick this morning. But, 6:30 is a lot better than 4:30-5, so I’ll take it. He only got me out of bed (and I think deep down, he knows it’ll get me out of bed), because he was playing on the entertainment stand, pulled out… Continue Reading
Life Well, I was down at a local beer joint with a few of the guys when this cute little country girl caught my eye Shawshank, April 28, 2026 I think I’m getting used to Podrick’s antic in the mornings. Mostly. It was around 6:30 when I finally had enough of a 20lb cat either bouncing across my chest, or bruise inducing feet marching across my legs. But we’re all up, and I have Pippin relaxing on my lap. Podrick is trilling while looking… Continue Reading