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По мотивам Стивена Кинга: противолежание. Как противостояние, только для уютных.
November 29, 2025 at 12:15 PM
There is a shrimpness to the way the kitten sleeps that His Highness does not possess. Something twist-y and turn-y with a dash of trixter.
September 2, 2025 at 10:48 AM
They wake up. They eat the fish. They pose dramatically.
August 13, 2025 at 5:44 AM
Кажется, мне пора беспокоиться
July 7, 2025 at 1:40 PM
Купалиинка, Купаалинка,
Теемнааяа ноочка...
June 21, 2025 at 10:03 PM
My favourite way to start a day: on the balcony among the flowers. The spying squirrel baron agrees.
June 21, 2025 at 3:51 PM
My 9-5 job is pretty good at two major things: paying my bills and sucking the soul out of me until I'm dead inside. Then I look up from the monitor and see Secret Intelligence Squirrel Baron S. all stressed over my stress.
June 13, 2025 at 6:28 AM
Sometimes I believe it's my balcony. They are always there to graciously correct me.
May 18, 2025 at 5:13 PM
In his extensive botanical studies His Grace has found that certain more exotic flowers emanate a slight aroma of butt.
May 10, 2025 at 8:36 AM
Hello spring.
April 15, 2025 at 5:57 AM
The last night frosts have been and gone. Goodbye winter.
April 15, 2025 at 5:50 AM
Вы и книга, которую вы прочитали в детстве и она вам очень понравилась и запомнилась на всю жизнь.

Вся серия про приключения подростка Томка с его политически-беженским отцом и его друзьями-товарищами навсегда запала в мое сердечко. При попытке перечитать оказалась... местами устаревшей.
January 31, 2025 at 6:04 AM
В честь самой длинной ночи - свет. И Его Сиятельство Граф.
December 21, 2024 at 11:46 PM
Как же я скучаю по Бибочке! Маленькой, сладенькой, вечно голодной Бибочке.
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December 15, 2024 at 11:17 AM
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Have whatever kind of day you want, and try to avoid having a singular regret like this anchovy. Taken 20 minutes ago🪶
November 24, 2024 at 5:10 PM
His Most Eminentest Grace the Earl bids good morning. To themselves, of course. I am just a messenger.
November 23, 2024 at 8:05 AM
The first winter wonderland moment of the year is officially here.
November 21, 2024 at 12:28 PM
Под лаской плюшевого шмеля
Мохнатый вспоминаю хмель:
Кружился в вальсе как подстрелен
Мой кочевой и звездный зверь.
November 6, 2024 at 10:27 AM
Chief catsultant works late to present his business analysis. His findings are that friendliness towards humans can be at least doubled by a mere 300% increase in daily treat distribution. Your problems are hereby solved.
November 2, 2024 at 9:13 PM
Deep in the park there is a weak spot in the Matrix, where textures slide out of place and get confused.
October 31, 2024 at 8:14 PM
In the old cartoons there used to be ridiculously brightly-coloured forests full of magic creatures and fairytale-y stuff. This shot from Ojców national park takes me right back. I'm sure there are talking wolves and gift-bearing birds hiding in the shadows.
October 30, 2024 at 7:00 PM
There are about five minutes of magic somewhere between the train station in the middle of nowhere and my 9-to-5 job. Strange barely audible tunes waver in the morning fog, luring me out into the chill wilderness.
October 22, 2024 at 7:57 PM
Frost is back. Winter is coming. Ice glitters like diamonds. Time fractures in the crystals like light.
October 21, 2024 at 6:47 PM
On my beach vacation so far I had two days of sunshine, on the second of which I caught a cold. So with a sore throat, heavy head and bitter heart I am enjoying my utterly overpriced seaview from the window.
September 28, 2024 at 6:50 AM
I say it is too early for Halloween season. Weather says nah-ah!
September 11, 2024 at 7:18 AM