Why can't people be more like cats? Food, water, a place to poop, and a place to nap. Hopefully not the same place. Occasionally knock something off the table. Simple happiness.

Everyone deserves a lazy morning every now and then.

I'm now apparently responsible for feeding all the animals.

I seem to have something in my eye.

Hanging with my sister and nephew in Philly.

Happy Adoptiversary Lylyth. Two years later, and I still have no idea what you want me to do when you wake me up at 3:30 in the morning by poking me in the face with your paw.

This is my life now. A semi-mobile cat-launching platform.

Travel plans may be interrupted due to feline conditions.

Again, this is Virginia. I have now shoveled snow more often than I ever did in Colorado.

So, where did I put the poor, concentrated evil. Oh, here it is.