My friend’s cat comes and visits me almost everyday. I feel like the universe sends her to make sure I leave my depression den and get some sunshine. She’s a sweetie.

Everyone is tucked in and ready for bed.

Tut is determined to make Freyja love him. She is reluctant, to say the least.
1 Fold kitten and 1 old Ragdoll Polydactyl queen.
#cats #BlackCat #RagdollCat #PolydactylCat #CatLife

I think I need a new assistant, this one doesn’t seem to understand the assignment.

I guess at some point I should share what I actually do. I write PNR (werewolves (and all kinds of shifters), witches, vampires, gods, immortals, & ghosts). With a mix of strong women, lore, mythology, sarcasm, sass, pop culture, and alpha males. They may be shorter books, but they are big stories!

I have 5 of my cats sleeping on my bed and if I so much as breathe wrong I’ll wake them up and pandemonium will ensue. Which means I’m stuck in bed for the foreseeable future.

This is Sylvie (short for Silvara the silver dragon, IYKYK), as sweet as she looks, she is trouble.

Don’t judge. There is no turkey lofi music channel, so Christmas lofi it is!

Tut says it’s time for bed… I’m not convince yet.

Here’s Tut’s mama Giza in a variegated purple witch hat. She is not thrilled about it.

The struggle is real at the procrastination station. Do I write, shower, or chill with Tut?