Well, it’s been a busy 6 weeks at the Orks and Cats homestead, and we’re in the Final Countdown for our actual move in less than 48 hours!
Yeah, I know, we kind of just stopped posting. Many things have been afoot in the Orks/Cats household. There’s no need to go crazy with details, but here’s the short version.
Since we don’t run the heater much, the poor bedraggled felines are left to their own devices to scavenge warmth wherever they can.
I’ve mentioned before that I’m a semi-retired nuclear furnace. I run hot all the time. It’s the reason the cats love me (Heather included).
One of the effects of Oscar’s Cardboard Warrior antics is that we end up with small bits and pieces of detritus all over the house.
Oscar is a sweet, affectionate, loving, needy, toasty, squeaky little ball of snot and fur. He’s also dumb as hell
Even though I’m no longer a worthwhile American and A Very Bad Person, it’s still hard coded into my lizard-brain to be happier on Fridays.
Cats are consummate liars. They lie about absolutely everything. They also hate anything and anyone who also lie, especially Faux News.
Today, we render unto Him that which is due and bequeath his blessing upon our shaggy mortal flesh, for his smile shall end this world.
Now that winter is here, it’s cooler. Since we live near the coast, the temperatures are very mild, so we don’t have to run the heater a lot.