Gratuitous cat photos of the day: Thankfully home edition
Cats do not ford rivers.* Cats do not gas up the car. To Grandmother’s house they do not go. But they travel, my word do they travel.
Epilogues: July 2016
If you have been, say, looking for some hot stuff, baby, this evening; perhaps even looking for some hot stuff, baby, tonight; this July has surely pleased you. The news was incendiary. The temperatures were ghost-peppery. And the cats were sizzling.
Words too deep to understand
I had a regular blog post queued up for today, I did. It was stupid and normal and made jokes about Swamp People and vegan cheese and cat flatulence.* But in light of the week our world is having, stupid and normal and flatulent went out the window.
Epilogues: May 2016
Supposedly, it’s March hares that are madder than a hatter. But, ’round here, May is the month of mirthful, mind-splattering madness, courtesy of 100,000,000,000 kittens.*