Since we don’t run the heater much, the poor bedraggled felines are left to their own devices to scavenge warmth wherever they can.
CPotD #671: Chestnuts
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).
CPotD #670: Dapper Dog
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.
CPotD #669: Cardwarrior
Oscar is a sweet, affectionate, loving, needy, toasty, squeaky little ball of snot and fur. He’s also dumb as hell
CPotD #668: WTF Friday
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.
CPotD #667: Cat vs. Faux News
Cats are consummate liars. They lie about absolutely everything. They also hate anything and anyone who also lie, especially Faux News.
CPotD #666: The Prince of Darkness
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.
CPotD #665: Hold Me.
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.
CPotD #664: Tree Helper, Pt II
Nutter thought he pulled a fast one, sucking on The Tree’s branches and stopping before I took a picture. Luckily, I always take several.
CPotD #663: Catspiracy
I think I’m a victim of a vast, criminal conspiracy. The cats are all determined to make me sleep my life away, just like they do.