One of my cats decided to sharpen their claws on the book I’m working in. Jerk.
Tag: cats
Piglet and Little Fatty
Piglet and Polly have a love-hate relationship. Mostly hate, but every once in a while, you can find them hanging out together. They swear they have no idea how that even happens, though.
Piglet Sleeping on My Flannel
It’s a lazy Saturday with much Netflixing. I just realized Piglet, sleeping on the couch behind me. He rarely does that. And he’s got his head on my flannel.
I would have gladly strangled the horrid little brat this morning. He was at his naughtiest. But then he goes and makes himself sweet and adorable and all is forgiven.
Henry and Frances
They’re totally ridiculous.
There’s a Cat for That
This was me, while I was watching the train go off the rails in the last post. Someone on Facebook said it must be frustrating to wade through a swamp of someone else’s misinformation. It isn’t, really. It’s perplexing, though.
Caturday Piglet
He’s a smug little brat.
Ears of Maximum Perturbation
Henry seems less than impressed with Caturday.
Henry
Prepping for Caturday…
Spoons
Sometimes these two are so cute I can hardly stand it. Other times, I want to strangle them both because they’re being assholes.
That’s not news, though. What IS news is that I have finally managed to get all my archives added back to the blog. It was really bothering me that 10 years of blogging had potentially been sucked into the ether, never to be heard from again. Now it’s all been resurrected, and it’s all in one place.
Piglet in the Window
Neighborhood watch is on the job.
red paper boat 