Almost 11pm and I've just realized all I had today was a cold glass of chocolate milk for breakfast, a few biscuits around 5pm. It's so hot I'm not even hungry or nothing appeals to me because it's warm food...
Same though not because he don't want to but because he's stupid. He catches them under/between his paws and then brain fart. He's stuck on how to eat it without it escaping as he has to lift his paws to access it... without surprise the bug always manages to escape.
And he's scared of big ass spiders. His name should be Useless
Oh it makes me think I saw an Instagram account of a guy, he's just...
Ian Burch, perfect square jaw like Alexander Dreymon, light beard and the hair! The hair! He makes videos of him changing for the gym
Omg until the end my brother will put my secret plan in jeopardize! SIL and I had planned to go grocery shopping at 13h30 after he'd gone back to work. 13h20 and he still hasn't come home for lunch! Grrr
- That woman is courageous!
- You excepted you mean hmm maybe you're adopted. It's probably a story of an angelic family finding the devil's child and adopting him thinking they came make him good but unfortunately his nature takes over... Yup that's the logical explanation
- yeah there's always a little lickspittle bitting your ankles trying to take your spot when you're on top
- a Canadian?
Rise by you it'll be his destiny poor kitty is doomed...
Soon Baby Yayo will try to reign over the other cats claiming he's the Cat Emperor. Seems like he's already trying to climb to the top hmm make me think of a Disney villain
I'm on summer break so make it more like 5 hours
yet still more than a Texan
I made a great deal at the super market. I've found apricots for just 2€/kg (regular price us at least 5€/kg). They're bagged by the supermarket in bags of 500-600g because they're too ripped or damaged. In the 4 bags I bought 14 are just perfect to be eaten today and the rest was just really ripped or butter soft but not damaged at all. I made a pie and those not eaten today or by mid day tomorrow will be make into jam. Little things like that make for a happy Clo
Looping is making friend with his stalker. This morning I woke up to find them play fighting: one on the table the other on a chair. Later I caught the young cat in my room, he was trying to sneak under my bed where Looping was. It's funny, like a teen and his kid brother