And speaking of which… my son’s cat Brimstone — now living with us — has become the true bane of my life. A small furry tyrant who demands tribute, disrupts sleep, and rules the house with tiny velvet paws. Cute, yes… but chaos incarnate.
And speaking of which… my son’s cat Brimstone — now living with us — has become the true bane of my life. A small furry tyrant who demands tribute, disrupts sleep, and rules the house with tiny velvet paws. Cute, yes… but chaos incarnate.