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.
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.
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.
We took a 2 week break, but now we’re back. Large and in charge? Joke go brr? Whatever, we’re back. Revel in new cute pics!
Stanley and Oscar share sentry duty for the house after we leave for work in the morning. Brian often returns to find them at their post.
Oscar and Udo really dislike that I work in an office now, so they’ve started collaborating on Morning Delay Mode. It’s super effective.