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Home again, home again, jiggity jig. I ran into Franz again. 😜 He's such a slut. Oh! Yeah! 😜 I ran across #Zardoz yesterday, and talked to a neighbor of said cat. It turns out her name is #Kitty! 🤣 I can greet her with #HelloKitty! Strokes were given. Pussy is playing at being a potted plant again. #PussyGalore #GuardedByDucks #EveryDayIsCaturday #CatsOfMastodon When Pussy pesters me to get in or out of wherever, the first words out of my mouth are almost invariably "fuck you," or sometimes "fuck off." 😜 I think she thinks her name is "fuck you." At least, as I was trying to get her to turn her head my way, she didn't, until I said "oh, fuck you!" Then she looked. #PussyGalore #NotFuckYou #Caturday #EveryDayIsCaturday #CatsOfMastodon Oh! I almost forgot! 😜 I went to the store earlier, and met Franz. Head/neck scritches were given. 🤣 He's such a slut. 🙄 I hadda go to the store. Again. This time, I did encounter Franz. On the homeward leg, I also encountered Humba, who wouldn't budge. 😜 He was keeping watch over his harem, apparently. #Franz #Humba #NotOurCat #EveryDayIsCaturday #CatsOfMastodon Home again, home again, jiggity jig. I hadda go to the store for dinner stuff. I didn't see Franz, but look who's waiting upon my return... The cleaning service is back once more, confused, because the wet food bowls are all empty/cleaned out, and all that's left is dry food. 🤣 Well, who's fault is that, fuzzface? Humba waits outside the shrubbery. I appear to be running a cathouse. 😜 Everything's better chez Blippy. Harley has decided that she wants to share the scoot-chair with me. Pussy is becoming a shrub. #HarleyQuinn #PussyGalore #GuardedByDucks #EveryDayIsCaturday #CatsOfMastodon Pussy has taken a shine to a disused flower pot, which would appear to fit perfectly. 🦆 Ducks guard her slumber. #PussyGalore 🦆 #GuardedByDucks 🤣 My kissmate just sent me this, hadda share. Pussy curls up in a flower pot one size too small. Emma wants out. Too bad. Ever since the painting and door brouhaha, she's been disappearing early, and not coming back until late. We suspect she's been either hiding, or trapped in a garage or sommit. We're gonna try keeping her in until afternoon. Home again, home again, jiggity jig. I went to the store to get Cola. 😜 I come back, Humba's waiting at the alley mouth. He then guided me home. Cleaning service hath arriven. Harley, and Humba, who is not our cat, engage in grab-assery. Humba, who is not our cat, allows nothing to bother him as he scarfs up leftovers. |