Kat La Ronde
@katlaronde
Writer. Elder Millennial. My personality is “from Boston”
“As you can see, my eyes are closed and I am sleeping. Therefore, you can stop yelling at me to ‘get down’ and ‘stop reaching for that plate’ okay?”
Not really a cat so much as an alien species impersonating a feline. He’s weird. Everything he does is just 4% wrong. When he cuddles me he lays across my throat, he is obsessed with what happens in the kitchen drain, he hates treats, he has a deep fascination with pompoms. A freak.
Several aspects of my life are in shambles, but this tree I thought was dead is flowering, so
Someone must have broken into my apartment and knocked this lamp over, because Robert California would never.
My mental health is completely dependent on throwing his pompoms in the air for him.
“What are you doing? Meal prep? We could be playing fetch instead, you know”
Apologies that this is just a Robert California fan account now, but my work from home colleague has become one with the couch.
I assume this is his first adoption photo. I don’t know who could possibly return this guy, but I’m glad they did.
That’s right, he came with a baby book! Here he is with his brother Moe.
This fundraiser has reached $400 and so, as advertised, here is baby Robert California
Honestly, one of the reasons I hesitated to bring this guy home was because he didn’t seem to like me enough.
POV your house panther was playing fetch with you when all of a sudden he discovered BIRDS
He ALWAYS drops it at my feet. If he misses, he bats it back towards me.
He lives to play fetch, especially if he is fetching little pompoms launched out of a little toy gun. For $250 I’ll post a video!
