“will you stop rubbing your ass against me.” “must you lick yourself while laying on my feet.” “can’t we live in harmony?” “she asked me if we could be friends and i said oh honeybaby…
Posts tagged cats
secretly, i’ve decided to believe that i’m polynesian originally
you know, after you’ve had a bad weekend that involved serious head trauma and lumps. a weekend that included thrown hammers, sweaty frustration, and bruises on both arms and both legs. when you’ve had that…
let sleeping tigers lie
madison is curled up against my sweater, the on that’s on top of the trivial pursuit box. he’s sleeping in the sunny shafts of light filtered through the dirty window. it is taking every ounce…
my new new favorite thing
now that winter is upon us, i have a new new favorite thing. i love slipping into bed, and pushing madison (the cat) off the end of it. then letting my feet rest in that…
i’ll teach you how to shake
creepiness is being signed in to your chat program of choice at work and then seeing your home name (GeminiMat) login. i wonder what those damn cats are up to.