Gregory's Server
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Will an hombre acrylic semi-prismatic ruler in a sunbeam entertain one picky cat? Slightly. Will it entertain me? Significantly more than it did the cat. Milli is zonked out and I am mentally very close to zonked (but I must drain the liquid from the AC or bad things happen). Whenever I catch Milli in a yawn, her mouth does a shape like in Garfield comics. Ah. I see. New To Do list just dropped. On the one hand, thanks for the reminder and specificity, Milli. On the other hand, I prefer window screens without a cat attached. When you don’t want your picture taken, so you turn around but slightly misjudge the camera angle. The neighbor’s tuxedo cat is sitting on the retaining wall near the rocky garden. She just looks around, occasionally sniffing. Is she meditating? I’m hoping she’s not after the little frog I’ve seen in that area. Maybe she’s rethinking her life choices and vowing to be a better citizen. Milli is pretty sure she’s the same shithead. I’m pretty sure Milli is correct. Milli says: “THROWS BACK THURSDAYS? AM SIT IN MINE SINK LIKE EARLY DAYS! YOU DO PICTURE, LADY!” I bring a pillowcase with some ice packs in it up to my room most nights in case something starts aching. Milli has decided they are belong to cat. Why is summer. Milli says: “PAY YOGURT TAX! ALL UR YOGURTZ ARE TAX!!!” Video warning: the cat is closer than you’d think Milli and I are ready for a break from the heat and heat-mitigation activities. Relaxing in the catnip tray is kind of a red flag. |