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11 years ago
It seems this year is already starting out horribly, hopefully it's just getting it all out of the way.
I owe art. I can't find my things. At all. It's going to take a while to go through everything and find my stylus, or at least some pens and pencils, my cords...everything. Then again, with 9 frigging cats, things go missing. I hope I don't find stuff covered in poo under the captain's chair.
Grumble.
Sorry guys.
I owe art. I can't find my things. At all. It's going to take a while to go through everything and find my stylus, or at least some pens and pencils, my cords...everything. Then again, with 9 frigging cats, things go missing. I hope I don't find stuff covered in poo under the captain's chair.
Grumble.
Sorry guys.
...again... and again... and again... >.>
XD
Circe, the "foster" cat is a ninja about getting outside. She'll hide right by the door for when we're not paying attention, and sometimes will just leap over our heads.
So yeah, she got "special hugs" from a bunch of the neighbor cats and had another litter of five.
So we have Circe, Marshmallow (the winter rescue), Puddin, Orpheus, all adults. Then; Nigel, Abby, Roku, Cid, and Cleo. Cleo got named by our daughter's grade school class. He's the runt.