Eeeeek a Cat!

 New game with kitteh is EEEK! THERE’S A CAT IN MY APARTMENT! EEEEEK! HOW DID A CAT GET IN HERE!

*Then I remember that how he got in here is that I stuffed him in a box and drove him across town and made him live here. He’s very upset about it.

Kitteh's Recliner

I’d had the recliner covered with a sheet for a year to keep kitteh from scratching it. I have finally opted to uncover it and to trust that kitteh won’t scratch it up.

Kitteh has now decided it’s HIS chair.

think of the animals

Catnip

Apparently I found the good stuff.

For Sale

Hey ya'll. I'm now selling digital trading cards of my cat. $99 apiece. Here's an example. Just kidding of course, because I'm not a f87king grifter like Disgraced, Twice-Impeached Former Preznit Carnage. Don't you want to rub his belly?

Kitteh is IN the bag

Kitteh also likes to sleep on my turntable cover. I could buy him all the fluffy cat beds in the world. He has to sleep on the device I use to try to keep dust OFF of the turntable.

Good Morning, Kitteh

I have just now gotten out the comforter as nights lately have gotten chilly.

Henry has discovered that he likes the comforter.

Bless Your Heart

Morgan, Kitteh from Mars

Pomp and Circumstance

I've probably told you this story before, but: In or around 1998, I was interviewing for a job, and the boss asked me if I had any siblings.

I said, "No." Then I took a beat.

Then I said "Wait. Yes. Yes, I do."

They hired me anyway.

It was the first time since the birth of my brother in 1995 that I'd had to face the question. Prior to that, I'd spent 27 years as an only child. Thus my outlandish reply. I'm amazed Suzette didn't pull my arm behind me and kick me in my ass while she threw me out the back door.

Anyway, today, said kid brother, who once was smaller than my forearm (I know because that's where I held him), granulated from high school.

We were all offered a out from sitting on those uncomfortable field house chairs for two hours, but heck with that. After knowing this person for the first 18 years of his life, I wasn't going to miss this benchmark.

It turned into the best weekend I've had all year. Family, friends, loved ones were here. There was good food. Not to mention the XRIJF was wrapping up.

That was quite a weekend. Thank you.

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Also, KITTEH!

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Little Horse on a Rail

Good Doggie

My new insurance agent's office keeps a pooch, this elderly, fat, patchy cocker spaniel mutt with a cyst on his back, named "Lucky." As I waited this morning, Lucky came over, gave me a sniff, then rolled onto his back and insisted on a belly rub. I rubbed the dog's tummeh and was certain I had picked the right insurance agent.