So I may have deep dived into the crafting aspect of WoW housing decor. When I go on a crafting spree I make extra and send it to a friend of mine. Well, I started writing letters to go with them. Here are the latest

Heartbroken is the only way to describe how I feel at the moment. My little man kitty crossed the Rainbow Bridge this morning unexpectedly. One minute he was fine, the next he sneezed a few times and cried out and was gone. Hug your fur babies extra today. I'm gonna miss your head butts Deimos.

The feral urge to get bred by your boyfriend just to be ignored. Bud, I saw your plug on the counter. Pretty sure I know where it went when it vanished 20 min later. Hint it's your butt.

And it's anxious brain time.

Guess it's also no sleep Friday.

Enjoy a random cat picture.

"Stop dad! I'm trying to trick you into thinking I'm sleeping and a cute lil man so you will refill my food bowl again."

Finally...the long vigil is over.

Damn reins dropped on an experimental healing alt.

Bet your ass I'm gonna ride that damn horse till it dies again.

I missed #fcf (phat (with the hard f) cat Friday so here's my belated one.

This mean looking fucker is Phobos. My handsome man kitty's brother. That's how he always looks at me. He lets me know I'm the spare and always will be. But I love him just as much as Deimos.

Spirit healer: hello hero, how did you die?
Me: so I wasn't paying attention and gathered a windswept herb.
Spirit healer: oh my, well it isn't your time. I'm sending you back. Just pay better attention.
5 minutes later..
Spirit healer putting her book down and looking up...
Me: so it happened again

Also

Cause I feel like being a sloot a bit. Enjoy the high inseam shorts! Can't tell but they are dark blue!

Oh look it's #fcf (fat cat Friday!)

I love this little man kitty, almost more than the boyfriend. (ironically they both talk about the same amount of shit. His brother talks shit too. He yells at me on the regular. If you want to see him, I can post him too.)

Also...enjoy this degenerate photo of my thighs.. trying out (and fashionably late as ever) this whole high inseam shorts trend.

I submit for your approval on this chilliest of #fcf (fat cat Friday) this picture of the mighty Deimos.

Deimos vigilantly stands guard, his bulk giving the townsfolk peace of mind. Even if he swears he's not sleeping and to get out of his room. Despite the fact that he is obviously sleeping..

#fcf (fat cat Friday)

"Father, the food dish is mostly empty and I am nearly starved to death. Please feed me."

I managed to snap this at just the right time to make him look down right mean. He's really not, he's not sweet either. He's kind of a dick.

Especially when he does his twice nightly concert in the hallway at 11:30 and 4 am.

My contribution to #fcf (fat cat Friday)

Meet Deimos. The chonkiest god of Dread you'll ever meet. He likes all kinds of wet and dry food and singing the song of his people at 11:30p and 4am. He dislikes cuddling and human food except bacon. He's my lil man kitty.

Instead of a nude(cause nobody needs to see that side of me), I present to you my thicc little man kitty!