oh god. If I watch one more episode of Oprah, or see another soap opera, or....alkjdlaksjlkjsa. My aunt watches TV. I am a slave to the computer.
I'm sure you guys don't want to know about the wonderfully unglamorous job it is to take care of a 90-year-old woman. I'll talk about her cats, instead.
CLICK ME This is Rukiacat. She is small and full of energy and can be very loving, but will also occasionally whirl around and sink her teeth into your hand. She meows a lot, and will occasionally take that pink thing you can see in the photo and carry it around the house, crooning about how she is ~such a mighty hunter to have caught this pink thing, are you all impressed yet?~
CLICK ME This is Chadcat. He is huge and super-shy and quiet and I adore him. For the longest time he didn't purr, but after we got Rukiacat he picked up how to do it from her, and purrs now when I pet him. ♥ ♥ ♥ It took him seven years to get used to me, but he always remembers me when I come to visit.
SO THOSE ARE MY CAT NAKAMA. I also seem to have picked up an adoring loli named Jazmin. S-she drew two pictures of me.
I'm a mermaid. Those lines are obviously water, see? She keeps writing "I LOVE JUSTIN BIEBER" or "YOU LOVE JUSTIN BIEBER" on the drawings, but hey. The first time she came over, she wanted to listen to Miley Cyrus. I told her I didn't have any of her music, and put on Owl City and ABBA instead. It was a good compromise.
Here's the second one.
I think my teeth are beautiful, don't even lie.