What happens on Instagram doesn’t stay on Instagram. That sounds catchy and cheesy, right? What I mean is that I give you literally what I posted on Instagram last week, […]
In response to WP Weekly Photo Challenge: I’d Rather Be. I’d rather not be, but if I had to be, I’d rather be my cat.
As per usual, I haven’t been up to anything, which I duly documented on Instagram. If you’re interested in how you can document nothing, scroll down to see the thing […]
In response to WP Weekly Photo Challenge: Sweet. Stating the obvious: my sweet kitty is a sweet kitty.
In response to WP Weekly Photo Challenge: Beloved. I recoiled in horror as I beheld the prompt for this week’s challenge. It’s been here before a thousand times and […]
Bought a new yoga mat. Nothing wrong with the old one, but the cat needed the box.
I was reproached (in the kindest manner) for posting heavy stuff on a Saturday morning. I shall repent and rectify. Here’s a cat.
The cat is waiting for me to finish my shower, so she could jump right in and drink the soapy water, clearly not knowing any better.
In the night, I listen to the sounds that the cat makes. It’s sort of soothing. Here are the sounds: Floor creaking: the creaky old floor creaks even when my […]
It’s probably late for Michael’s Wot I Shot challenge. Or maybe not. To my utmost confusion, I always see Michael’s Wednesday posts on Tuesday. So why not join the Wednesday […]
My cat is sad because I can’t sleep, which is keeping her awake too.
I’m overworked. No, really, I’m always overworked but now I’m acutely overworked. That’s why I thought that before resuming work, I could grab a blogging break. Not a break from […]
The cat ruined my cushion and fell asleep at the crime scene. She doesn’t get the concept of guilt.
It’s been such a wonderfully quiet day. No one called me, no one mailed me, no one came banging at my door in the misled belief that when I’m the […]
This is my friend’s cat. I edited her eyes awkwardly to make them more yellow, so now she looks like an alien with smudged irises.
Cats are generally deemed to be plotting the early demise of their owners. I don’t think they have it well thought-through because procuring a new owner might present a problem. […]
Something is up. Or, more likely, nothing is up and my cat is just watching the air, as per usual.
Heyall (my autocomplete corrected heyall to Jerusalem, WTF was it thinking)! I have some news. I’m literally bloody dying here on so many levels (the autocomplete suggests a Bloody Mary). […]