To every would-be 2026 Democratic campaign advisor, advertising agency and candidate, if this image isn't in your advertisement, you need to find a new career. Like custodian at a local high school. Or the fry guy at a fast food joint. You know, something you're actually qualified for.

Our five year old boy, Corvo, continuing his lecture series on why the Kibble must be served on time.

Your moment of zen. Left foreground is Corvo, middle background is our 19 lb boy, Napoleon, and the boy on the right is our two year old Schnoozle.

The dumpster. The dumpster is where this shitty, garage sale painting belongs.

This should cure you of that stupid notion.

Actual photograph of Pete Hegseth.

Nope, he's just trying to emulate the Heinrich Himmler look.

Your annual reminder.

Say hello to Corvo. One night back in 2020, we found him and his two brothers. One of them didn't make it. He and his brother did. Corvo then contracted Wet FIP. Until a few years ago, it was a death sentence. We paid to get him cured. He's 4-1/2 years old, and a love bug.

Retro Previews of Coming Distractions.

Also, because you have been bad, and deserve to be punished. :)

Meet Napoleon. His yawning visage is also my profile pic. He’s a 3-1/2 year old Selkirk Rex (basically a Persian cat with Curly hair).

He’s one of our four floofy boys.

#furballfriday