Emily
@cat-appreciator
Trans woman, ace-ish lesbian, amateur potter, fanfic enjoyer, friend to all kitties. She/her.
Local orb is dead to the world after a long night shift of standing on my throat and kicking me in the face. He is blissful now he doesn’t have to share my pillow. Look at this sphere of sins, this compact capsule of calamity!
Her Majesty enjoys a sunbeam. It is cold outside but the sun is warm indoors.
So I have this meme saved. If I had money I’d be tempted to get someone to draw it as an overdramatic catgirl.
Poor Fidget is having a rough time. She has a UTI (and antibiotics), diabetes (and insulin injections) and arthritis (and has had to go off her prednisone). All this is rather beneath the dignity of a queen. She is mightily put out.
Pictured: a goober taking an undeserved nap after being up all night sitting on me like a dubbyk and putting his cold cold feet on my face.
Oreo waits politely to be let outside. He will be waiting a while because he’s not allowed out after dark!
Good news for my fellow millennials: we did in fact discover what the fox says.
Sleeping like a baby minutes after having to be separated from his elder sister when he tried to start a fight.
She gets her own lil blanket next to my pillow. It’s soft and it keeps the cat hair down, or at least corralled.