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It’s National Hug Your Cat Day.
Today is National Hug-Your-Cat Day which is awesome because you know what cats really love? When you squeeze them hard and pin them down and they can’t escape from your forcible groping. CATS LOVE THAT. Hurry up, because in a few hours it’ll be National Get-A-Lot-Of-Stitches Night, and tomorrow is National Don’t-Forget-To-Rinse-Out-Your-Wounds Day, and then comes Does-This-Look-Infected-Friday.Continue reading “It’s National Hug Your Cat Day.”
And then we were 40.
Somewhere in between Xmas and New Years is my birthday. It’s always vaguely forgotten because of a combination of holiday fatigue and me not really caring about birthdays. This one is supposed to be a scary one…40…but it doesn’t bother me. I feel 40. And sometimes 8. And occasionally 90. And on terrible, terrible daysContinue reading “And then we were 40.”
Just to answer your question in advance, I have a lot of small wigs because I thought they’d fit the dead weasels but then it turned out they were slightly too large and I hate returning things.
Victor: Why did you put a wig on the cat? me: Better question: Why do you always assume it’s me? I’m not the only one who lives here, you know. Victor: Hailey? Hailey: Yeah? Victor: Did you put a wig on the cat? Hailey: Why would I put a wig on a cat? me: ThisContinue reading “Just to answer your question in advance, I have a lot of small wigs because I thought they’d fit the dead weasels but then it turned out they were slightly too large and I hate returning things.”
That doesn’t look comfortable
Hunter S. Thomcat does not want to be disturbed.
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