I'm posting about my damn cats again the manfriend

It’s because she has better eyelashes than I do

A play [The Boyfriend Formerly Known as Manfred* enters room] Me, to BFKM while stroking Jack, who had come to sit next to me while BFKM was out of the room: We’re in love. BFKM: [Shocked face] Me: Mmm hmm. We’re getting married. Show him the ring you got me, kitty. [Whispers] It’s a milk top ring! BFKM: Well, fine. That’s okay because I have been having a torrid affair with Miss Kitty. Me: [Shocked…

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March twenty-seventh, twenty-ten

In this, a rare moment of calm before work, I am sipping slowly on a cup of coffee and gazing out the back window in the dining room, trying to catch glimpses through bush branches of what’s going on in the back yard. Ever since I decided to battle the raccoon by only putting the feeder out while I’m at home and awake, my hungry bird population has plummeted. It makes for a quieter and…

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I'm posting about my damn cats again

Cat barf follow-up

I was cleaning up the remnants of cat barf when lo and behold, what do I find nestled in the upchuck? A three-inch-long piece of elastic from a pair of bathing suit bottoms, chewed and ingested by my dear sweet Gingerballs. I did not photograph said barf remnant, but instead chose to photograph what remains of the strings on the bathing suit so curious parties can compare and contrast and get an idea of just…

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