The sky finally cleared up this afternoon. For about 10 minutes. It was pretty while it lasted, though.
Silverfish
Two Kittens in a Tree
Polly and Henry got a new tree today.
At first, they were suspicious of it and pretended to ignore it. I picked up a bunch of their toys and put them in the two circular beds, then sprinkled a little bit of cat nip in them, for good measure. I picked up Henry and put her in the lower bed. She jumped out. Lather, rinse, repeat. Then I did the same with Polly. Then I picked up both cats and popped them into the beds. They sat there a few minutes, then they started bopping each other on their heads. Last I checked, they were curled up asleep, in their new beds, in their new tree.
Breaking News!
Meghan McCain has breasts! Shocking, isn’t it? I hate having to defend her, because I am not a fan, but for crying out loud, people. It’s a fact of nature that most women (and some men) have breasts. If you find that too much for your little pea brain to handle, then maybe you should stop looking at them?
Notes to Self
Turning
Fail
What boggles my mind even more than the fact that this appears to be an image of a multi-stage rocket preparing for separation, is the fact that at least two people–the image creator and someone at Tampax–thought it was a good idea to use it on a tampon package. WTF were they smoking?
Fishing for Kitties
Polly and Henry got an awesome care package from their Auntie Cara in Canadia, with treats, toys, and choklit. I am eating the choklit, but the cats get the toys, assuming the dog doesn’t steal them.
I’m going to dole them out slowly, so it’ll be like the 12 Days of Hmas. On day one, the fishing pole.
A Fishy Conversation
My aquarium had a horrible algae bloom over the summer, which turned the water dark green. Not very nice! It’s pretty well cleared up now, and the fish seem happy. They’re fun to watch (when the water isn’t too cloudy), because they are pretty much joined at the fin. They’re almost always right next to each other, whether they’re cruising around the tank or digging in the rocks for leftovers. When I get up in the mornings, they’re usually resting under one of the plants, side by side and head to tail.








