It was a funeral for a country I once loved. I cried. Godspeed #PresidentBiden

Maya and her feral BF

Pure torture watching everything that’s going, dreading 1/20 & feeling helpless. But there are small things we can do — at least for a week.

My orangey on the inside, looking at visiting orangey on the outside

When you wake up on the wrong side of the bed because, you know, it’s Friday the 13th…

Caly C Targaryen of the Great Wheat Grass Sea, First of Her Name, Queen of Tin Foil Balls, Protector of the Realm, Lady Regent of the Seven Fur Mice, Breaker of Glass Things, Destroyer of Stink Bugs, Mother of Dragons That Masquerade As Furballs.

See if there’s room for me to join them for a nap in this sun puddle

This is Caly C. Targaryen (I am her human minion). She has been waiting for the end of democracy, but plans to take the throne for herself. We have just fled Twitter/X so she can amass her army in a new place. Winter is coming.