The work day isn’t even an hour old yet and already my day is insanely busy. What’s up with that?
I haven’t had time, energy, or desire to read about the orange nazi goo’s speech from last night. I’m sure that every word was a lie so who gives a flying fuck what he said. I’m more interested in the Democrat’s reaction, which I am sure was lame and ineffectual. I wish I was being sarcastic, but I am not.
Anyway, here’s a couple of cat pics from earlier this morning to help start your day.
The bed is in the same place. Pretty much everything else is different.
The cushions on the new chairs will need a couple of days to finish expanding, but they’ve come a long way in about two hours since I sliced open the vacuum sealed package they shipped in.
One cat shows tentative approval. The other is hiding in terror, though she was all over the new chairs as I was putting them together. The rug was just too much for her tender little soul though.
The mirror is kinda my crowning achievement. The two paintings behind the bed were a nightmare to hang and will forever feel like the bane of my existence.
Robert wrote this post while whistling past american’s graveyard.
Look at my cat, Robin. What a poser.
That pic is my photo a day number 185/365. But wait, there are two more pictures of this little poser, mugging it up for the camera.
Yeah, my last post said it feels like a normal Monday. That feeling went right down the crapper about 20 minutes after I published the post. Fun.
I did get a nice cat pic for today’s photo a day thing. Number 184/365. We’re over half way through the project… again. I mean, this is the sixth year in a row I’ve done this thing. I shouldn’t call it a photo a day for a year thing anymore, I should call it a photo a day for a decade thing. Anyway, here’s Robin Sparkles the photogenic feline.
Knowing that today is going to be a very busy day for me, Miss Robin Sparkles has offered to serve as my Emotional Support Cat for the day.
Well… maybe not the day. Maybe the three minutes she was in the room with me before she wandered off. I’ll take it.
I should note that Lily is in the room with me right now and has been for over an hour, but she’s hiding in a closet so she really isn’t much help either.
The regal, majestic, Lady Robin Sparkles.
The last thing I did before I left the house this morning was snap this keeper.
A portrait of two confused felines. They don’t handle redecorating very well.
I kept catching Robin in the middle of a nap today. Lily was in hiding all day so I don’t have any pics of her. Robin, however…….
trump, the felon in chief and first rapist of the fascist states of america, yesterday claimed that Ukraine started the war with Russia. Despite, you know, the solid fact that Russia started the war when they invaded their neighbor.
Given his rapist history, it’s no wonder that the fucker claimed Ukraine was asking for it, just like I’m sure his rape victims were all asking for it. Obviously. I mean, they all had vaginas so of course they were asking for it.
Also, about half of the voters in the nazi states of america agree with his statement.
We are so beyond saving.
Here’s a cat picture to enjoy while we still can.
Inside the Red Head's Head 