Clark Moore
@clarkaliciouss
Native Floridian. FSU Alum. Dem. Doorman/Can opener/manservant for our cat Lily. Mute #FSU to skip most of the sports posts (also #GoBucs #GoBolts #RaysUp). 🚫 DM from strangers. May not FB accounts w/o posts or bios.
Closing out her busy night with some lap time while Daddy watches a baseball game from last weekend. 💕
Beautiful animal! When our Lily goes outside, I’m sure that’s how she think she looks. However…
You’re so welcome! And tell Hoe I’ll let her know. She does have kind of a thing for the neighbor cat. He showed her the ropes when she moved here. They’re both fixed, so they don’t care about the sex, but do love the drama. Still, they’d both tell you nothing’s official. 😂
Christmas must be a baffling season for pets. “They take some of their things, and wrap them in pretty paper, and give them to each other. And they put a tree in the house? I mean, what the—is that for me? OMGOMGOMG!”
Great job! If you have more of those to put together, I know an excellent helper.
I’m constantly putting moths back outside. Lily tried to help me with one, but after I missed grabbing it a few times, she expertly tweezed it between her front paws, and popped it into her mouth. “Good work, sweetie, but I was trying to let it go.” [Well, it’s gone. I don’t see the problem.]
Lily doesn’t sleep as soundly for soccer as she does for baseball. Of course, this is extra time at the World Cup, not a midweek Pirates/White Sox day game.
Last night: “Do you see Lily out there?” “Yeah, she’s in her pot, staring at the wall.” “Aw, how sweet! Probably looking for Murphy.” “No, OUR wall.” “Let me see.”
She’s been like this for two hours. I don’t have the heart to get up. Amazon dropped something on the porch an hour and a half ago. Ow, my OCD.
I don’t know why she’s sleeping with both her back legs in the air, but who am I, but a humble cat bed?
Well, she moved. They’re gonna find my bones in this chair, I think. At least I’ve got the phone and the tv remote.
Now that the downstairs is basically furnished in Lily boxes, Her Majesty has chosen None of the Above.
I am, thanks! And she can certainly tell, because she’s back to being all about Lily today. Aaaand back on my lap, just to be contrary.
Last night I went to bed early (for me), because I was tired and not feeling well. And this sweet girl came into my room and lay on my chest until I fell asleep. Now, I know she probably wanted treats/let out/brushed, but she stayed even when she knew she wasn’t getting it. Love this girl.
She’s wonderful! She ran out of things to ask for, so she’s taking a nap until she thinks of more (closed her eyes again right after I took this).
We don’t usually see each other’s headers. Here’s mine. Quote post with yours?
So Lily loves boxes. All of them. Last Thursday, I’m picking up in the living room, and while I’m putting some Sheba up, I put the box it came in across the room. By the time I was done, she was in the box. 15 minutes later, she was done with it. Recycler. We’re like a well-oiled machine.
Does this guy just hit a massive amount of nitrous before his pressers? Goofy bastard.