In case you didn't catch it on FB, Crissy is dying. Like, this week. I thought she was just putting on a bit of weight from actually keeping her food down since she got those teeth yanked, but apparently, her abdomen was full of fluid. It seems her whole intestinal tract is falling apart and full of tumors ( Read more... )

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Crissy is finally truly an internet celebrity!

I took this picture a few months ago, a few of you LOLcat'ed it on Cheezeburger, and now it's showing up on sites I've never even been to ( Read more... )

Crissy is sitting/walking back and forth across my shoulders as I type this.

It's sort of nice, actually. Like a shoulder massage. Except with claws.

"I had to put Jack to sleep today. I'm picking out a nice place to bury him by moonlight. Don't comment on this post unless you really have something to say more than 'I'm sorry.' I just wanted you all to know because it's probably going to be radio silence for a little bit."


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- I woke up late this morning, since I had been out late last night on a date of a midnight showing of BATMAN (!!!! so good!!! OMG NEW TERMINATOR MOVIE PREVIEW), and someone else had already started the sausage cooking for the last breakfast I'll have to make this week. I crawled out of bed and got on it quickly enough, though. My sandwiches no ( Read more... )

Cats are trying to enter my tent.

My cats are trying to steal my blueberry muffin.

Got tagged by arvandor, and for once didn't have trouble thinking up 6 facts. So here you go ( Read more... )

Crissy doesn't care for reruns of Roseanne. She probably wants to watch The Girls Next Door. Luckily, I'm the one here with opposable thumbs.


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I have washed my face three or four times since Friday evening, and showered twice ( Read more... )