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[nonelvis]

Cat to the left of me! Cat to the right of me! Cat in front ... (Oh, wait, that's not right ...) You may safely assume that if I am making bad poetry references and taking stupid cat photos with my phone, my brain is 100% fried. Let's just say that when the high point of the day is discovering that the aged Toyota that's been parked in our driveway for five years is finally being towed away tomorrow (admittedly, that is a little exciting), it probably has been a very long day.

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Into the Valley of Litter Rode the Six Hundred

[profrobert.livejournal.com]

Inu's not a cat; she's a throw pillow.

Mr. P is looking like an old man. I'm going to stop having to do THE TER-ROR with him; he needs less excitement.

Re: Into the Valley of Litter Rode the Six Hundred

[nonelvis]

Inu has started whining to be put up on the couch. She is perfectly capable of doing it herself, but I think she's decided that now that she's an old lady, we owe this to her.

And yeah, Mr. P is definitely looking like an old man. He used to have exactly 11 white hairs on his nose. Now his fur is turning salt and pepper. Not unexpected at 16, but still a bit sad.