In The Sticks
The cat, she is finding more favorite spots lately. This time among a bunch of sticks.
The cat, she is finding more favorite spots lately. This time among a bunch of sticks.
Never fail, it’s like every week she finds a new place, that is where she spends all her time on.
Something I try to do as often as possible for my posts is to title it after some song, or after lyrics to one. Like in this case, Anthrax. Anyways, I have a mask to wear while out during the current mess we are in. My mom made it. Plus I know of a good handful of people who are also making them to help out. Not surprisingly they are cosplayers. Who would have thought they would have also helped save us?
Oh how I long to go out and actually do something. So, just hang out with the cat, play Warcraft, do a few other things at my place, and spin nearby pokestops. And her is my cat, doing the bread loaf as I like to call it. I think she might be kind of bored too.
No one, since I don’t think this years baseball season is going to happen. Because you guess it, corona virus. I know, I’m taking about italicization a lot but it’s such a major event in play right now and effecting everyone. But, here is an old photo from Moorpark.
I found some feathers on the ground, and at my place that can mean only one thing. A cat got a bird. But, it was free and flying around trying to go out a window. Both cats and one of the dogs were chasing it around. Typical.
Awhile back I came across this post someone make about how apartments often charge people extra to have pets in their place, yet nothing extra for those who have kids. They commented how they’ve seen kids rip all kinds of stuff up, and their cat just sits on a towel all day. Well that’s why my cats do, and my dogs. Or they’ll hang on a couch, bed, or just anything else. Sometimes they go outside and just hang out.
With the apocalypse looming, my place being full of people, and one of them required to work from home, I was asked if my desk in the computer room can be used by them. Because it would be more comfortable for them than the dinning room table. So, then I got this little desk to do my work in my room. I’m pretty sure this will be temporary as the end of the world slowly draws away.
It’s Friday the 13th again, which is always meaningful to me because that’s the day I like to post a photo of one of my old girls. They were good cats. It’s been almost 10 years since I lost one of them, and over 7 since Cybil here died.
Awhile back I got this alligator plush from Louisiana at what I believe was some kind of alligator farm. Dogs found it and now it’s their new favorite toy. I just think it would be better if it was more durable and had a squeaker in it, but make due with that you have.