Picture of a cat

Wassail and good cheer!...

I bid you welcome Sir and good health and dub thee, Lord Whiffle-Trout, and ask thee not to chase my cats when you are out and about.

It's not Charlotte's web, but ...

... i think my spiders like me.

I particularly like the dead fly used as an eye.

I just felt the urge ...

... my poor diseased sister continues being diseased. Probably at least three more really unpleasant chemos to go.

She was soooo sick this last week.
I was desperate to find distractions that I would not normally allow.
I wanted to make things special.

So, I asked her to come with me to parade her affliction before the people being very kind towards me over my disfunctioning scooter.  They were already giving me a discount, ey?  Because I am cursed anyway, ey? But maybe they feel better about the discounts now. I don't want to gyp them over their feelings of self worth. Happy to give them that extra endolphin rush, haha

She came over to my duplex, for possibly the third time in her life,  for my inspection, in the hope that they would push off quickly since they are new agents and only gave me two weeks notice instead of five wot my  usual agents wot know how messy I am usualy give me.

This did not work.
Sigh.

Today was particularly horrible at work,  possibly because this is usually my day off.

I have resolved to give more of my time until they are rostering us back onto normal times.  Because we shouldn't have to cope with this shit.

Today was bad.

I feel both clean and somewhat more nakid now.

FeedMe...

... looking decorative.

Woolliff has his ...

... sexy on.

I looked at him all snuggly on the bed, and he saw me look at him, so he narrowed his eyes in a sexy way and rolled over and spreaad his legs ... for a belly rub.

I turned my back ...

 ... for a second ...





















... and she stole my chair.

But it was psycho kitty, and I wasn't game to argue with her.

Because she was watching ...