Cats

I was right at the tip-off point to enjoying a good little nap this morning, to help make up for my sleep-deficit, when Coco puts on her cat-siren. When I wap her with my bedsheet, it stimulates me too much to hope to get back to that point.

Coco was really terrible on this go around in the house. She won’t give up. She won’t accept that no one is going to let her outside, and she will just go on and on with her insistent little wails.

Interestingly, Sammy was very quiet, as though it is good enough that someone is putting out the distress call, and if Coco is willing to do that, then he is content to rest and save his energy.

And I am thinking that I am not much of a cat person. Love cannot really happen. It is more like we are just lost souls who happened upon a port in the storm and are trying to get along and make the best of things.

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Maybe I should consider Ash to be an exception. Right now, she is next to me lying down on the arm of the couch. She has always been a reasonably quiet cat, even during the nights. We perhaps have a deeper bond.

The Fappening Continues

Now there are explicit pics of Hilary Duff available. Although I've been lucky to get an eyeful of a number of these, I am going practically mad for not having a reliable source, so that I can be sure of enjoying what everyone else is. I'm too chickenshit to look around 4Chan, which I imagine to be a thriving nest of malware and viruses.

ONTD

Friday

Oh shit, it's raining now. I was hoping to give the back yard a fast cut before it started. I would have showered if I knew this was going to happen. Now it's going to be a late shower, and probably another long night of broken sleep. I was actually hoping it wouldn't rain at all and the cats would be going outside. However, in truth, we need this decent little rainy period. I trust I am done watering the lawn for the rest of the year now.