I just returned home to find an assortment of mouse parts which Uncle Fuzzbutt has left in various parts of my dwelling.

I think one might have been a leg.  Or the bloody stump of what was once a leg.

I'm glad he likes me, but couldn't we just...cuddle? 

This cat plays the piano!  Badly!

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Let me tell you, I am so glad to not have a piano, because that is precisely the sort of thing Uncle Jesse would like to do at three in the morning. 

If yesterday was Black Friday, what does that make today?  I had to go to the store to buy cat litter, and I practically couldn't walk in Target.  It was ridiculous.  There were just people with carts everywhere.  Standing in the middle of aisles, staring stupidly, vacantly at shelves, the ceiling, into space.  I really hate people.  I especially ( Read more... )

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Read today in ONTD: "In 1946, Japan authored a new constitution. One of its provisions was that all fictional characters must be able to turn into robots, which in turn can combine into a larger, more powerful super-robot. Of all the provisions of historic legal documents, this has been deemed the most awesome."
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I have waited since February for an appointment to see the dermatologist.  (Bear in mind, it is nearly July now.  So, I suppose, if there had actually been something horribly wrong, I could be dead now.  So that's great!)  Now, I haven't been to see the dermatologist since high school, but boy, things sure have changed in the world of dermatology!
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Uncle Jesse is dreaming a dream right now. He's twitchy. It's oddly cute. I bet he's dreaming about chasing his new little friend all around Thrusters. They must have formed some sort of bond, because I cannot otherwise explain why Uncle Jesse keeps catching the mouse and letting it go again.  He's usually a violent and relentless killer.  An ( Read more... )