Mewfest from Lindsey Turner on Vimeo. A man who mews more than a man really should + a woman naively saying aloud, “I wonder if there are any cat apps” + a mewing man’s quick app store-searching fingers + two already suspicious cats = this. If you have cats, turn the sound up because it is going to drive them BATTY.
My pal D salvaged this street art for me. The cat is winking. Tee hee. [Project 365]
Me: I’m going to a party. See you later! Jack: [BARF] Me: [SCOWL] Jack: [eats barf] Me: See ya!
There are two food bowls within two feet of one another. One is empty. The other is full of dry kibble. You: A. Eat from the bowl that has food in it. B. Pace nervously in front of the bowls, mewling pathetically and hungrily as if you’ve not been fed in days and there’s no food to be had anywhere. C. Lick your privates absentmindedly. D. Some combination of B and C. Pencils down.
Me: Sally, you’re so pretty. Sally: [unblinking stare] Me: You’re also very smart.
ATTACK CAT! from Lindsey Turner on Vimeo. Crossposted at The Memphis Blog (which you should be reading religiously).
Django secretly loves me (he would never admit it in mixed company) and Geisha still looks at me with the eyes of a crackhead. [Project 365]
Two weeks and the test results from this vet visit still aren’t in (even though they said they’d take ten days). It’s okay, I guess, because Sally’s ears seem to have cleared up. I have no idea if it’s because of the injections they gave her, the topical stuff I used for a few days, or if the redness just went away naturally. I don’t guess it matters. Yay for healthy ears!
Saturday I journeyed to Nashville to wish Megan and Ian well in their marriage. I had a good time catching up with them and my other ladyfriends and their ladyfriendhusbandfolks. I got so busy catching up (read: gossiping) that I didn’t really take any good pictures (this one would have been good had I decided to focus on Megan and not the godforsaken wall). As always, there just aren’t enough hours in the day to…
I would like my cats to explain to me what makes them like to run furiously from one end of the apartment to the other right after they take a shit. Like, do any humans hop off the toilet and instantly get the urge to run around the block?
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