Tag: cats

  • lingering

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    So on my way to bed last night I stopped by the bathroom to have a bedtime piddle, and on the way out I noticed the puddle under the door to the closet where we hide the litter pan. If I hadn’t noticed it, I would have gone to bed blissfully unaware of yet another Read.

  • Bonkers update

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    Bonkers has an icky eye. Well, more icky than usual. He got that big black pupil about two years ago. Then the eyeball slowly sank back into his skull and finally, for about the past year, some kind of horribly sticky black goo that we have to remove with a damp rag has been globbing Read.

  • spontaneously generated boo

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    Recipe for cats: When folding clothes fresh from the dryer, stack them on the table. Within the hour, cats will begin to appear. Read.

  • blogging with bonkers

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    Bonkers is helping me write blog posts this morning. In a way. Read.

  • error

    *doint!* AUTOPILOT ON if {system-time = x:00 and bladder = full} wake; do {void-bladder} while cats=[tripping-hazard] get [the-food]; feed [the-cats] return [the-food] return {sleep} else {sleep} ERROR AT LINE 5 Wait, what? No, that can’t happen. I was on autopilot. I must’ve put the cat food back. Yeah. It’s got to be in the fridge, Read.

  • wakey-wakey part mcmlxiv

    Let’s see, how does this work? Oh, yeah: Wake up too early, make coffee, cat on my lap, type up some drivel. Mmmm, coffee. Gone back to making it drip. Still like my coffee gadgets, but drip is the way to go. That’s my official word on that. Take it to the bank. Tell ’em Read.

  • chat noir

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    And now, because I like it, and because Bonkers just now struck a similarly evocative pose: Read.

  • ramblin

    In spite of daylight savings time I was in bed by nine last night and couldn’t keep my eyes open past nine-thirty, so why am I awake at four o’clock this morning? Well, part of it is because we have cats, of course, but it’s also because I woke up gasping for air after my Read.

  • forecast

    Among the things I will not be doing this morning is shoveling the driveway, even though I set my alarm clock to go bleepity-bleep-bleep a half-hour earlier than usual because the all-knowing National Weather Service said there was supposed to be somewhere between five and twelve inches of snow on the ground this morning. The Read.

  • nap

    Bonk found the sunny spot in the kitchen. Read.

photo of the author and the author's best friend