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Bumps

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Today as everyone got home, they changed into PJs because that’s the best thing to do. So of course, I do the opposite — they get home, I get out of my PJs and put on some ‘real’ clothing, ha ha. I won’t lie — it’s tempting to go to knitting in my pajamas, but I do like to pretend… Read more »

Unimpressed AF

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One of the goodies R & C brought yesterday was a beanbag chair for the girls. They had brought it on a previous occasion, but forgot about it until after they had left. I had shoved it onto the couch because Z and I were looking for something, and Poison made very clear that she wasn’t impressed with such a… Read more »

She Wasn’t Impressed

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The camera app that came with my phone has an option where you can tap in the centre of the screen, and it will focus on whatever it’s centered upon. I was looking at Poison there and gave it a go, and came out with this overexposed hilarity. I mean, it does pick her out better than it would have… Read more »

Your Friendly Neighbourhood Moggy

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One of the biggest culture shocks when I moved to the UK is that it’s common wisdom that it’s perfectly fine to let cats be indoor/outdoor. And while, yes, I like seeing cats as I walk about, I still consider it pet abuse. This was something bat commented on as well, to the point of finally getting a friend of… Read more »

Bow, Humans

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What you see here are the faces of two felines who are not amused at the slaggardness of their human slaves. They were closing in on Z (just out of picture), becauseĀ  they were hungry and he hadn’t fed them immediately upon arrival home. Of course, if they had their way, they would have a constant supply of food to… Read more »

The Happiest Fattytum

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This is a picture from the other day that I had forgotten I’d taken of our cat, Poison. Of our two, she’s the one that tends to health problems, so sometimes hides herself away and avoids the world. So it’s always a bit pleasing when she’s feeling enough herself to roll around in a sunbeam, basking us in the adorableness… Read more »

Laundry Inspector

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Any time I’ve got the clean laundry spread across the bed, Batman thinks that it is his solemn duty to bury himself in my share of it. I get it, he’s my jealous boyfriend, and he’s got to get his smell all over my things. I annoyed him by trapping him in and smooching his face — after annoying him… Read more »

Solar Powered

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I think that it is one of those universal cat things wherein they seem to behave as if they are solar powered. Not that I mind — there’s little that compares to the goodness of burying a face in a pile of warm fur, hee hee. Plus, I can’t think of any time that I’ve posted a picture from my… Read more »

Magnificence

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I don’t really have anything to say today, so have a picture of one of our cats, Poison. She tends to live on the back of one couch or another, surveying all that she rules. Yes, I feel she is the true ruler of the house, ha ha. And that’s fine — I love our little old lady. She’s very… Read more »

Silently Judging You

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Well okay, not really, but it seemed the best caption to go with this picture of Poison. Any judging that HAS been done in the house in the past 24 hours have been accompanied by lots of laughs and snarkasm, because Eurovision. It was a good show, we had a good time, and as per norm, not a one of… Read more »