GladysFortwenny
@gladysfortwenny
Not today Jesus.
I woke up today with an unprovoked cannon ball of anxiety in my chest. Thank goodness for the bomb squad. She got me sorted out.
This is Karen. 30 seconds of contemplation later, she threw her whole body at my knees and landed like a small furry boulder. At least I was watching. Normally she waits until I’m asleep on my stomach and aims for my butt. I don’t play about her. 🤣
But is he actually a boy? Because that’s pretty special. I have the standard model.
Kyle was stolen by my cat hoarder neighbor and killed by diseases he caught there. I miss him every day.
Bella’s ears are purely for decoration, the storms aren’t scary anymore.
Shout out to all my people out there who have to take their pride decorations down at night so someone’s homophobic gutter spawn won’t destroy it. I see you! #happypride
The ghost of Prince visited Morris expeditiously and said absolutely not.
It’s sunny and 80° here in Petersburg WV. A local artist came by yesterday and made my world a little brighter!
#caturday #catsofbluesky I don’t know what yoga bath position this.
Those two extra, according to Bella, are known as “the puppy dogs”.
It’s is 12:15am. I’m having a baked potato. I’ve never identified with Stu Pickles more.
Yes. I do. But Sam doesn’t know, and he isn’t going to if I can help it. This is exhausting.
