Yes, and in spite of being sweet and a super loud purrer, she always looks pissed off in pictures. She has Resting Bitch Face. Here she is looking tough with her little sister, Frances.

You like orange? And belly? Check out CousCous, in her not very polite position.

She’s so pretty :) Haha I have so many rolling-around photos too, it’s just so funny and strange. I’ve never seen another cat who loves to hang out belly-up like that either. She spends half the day just laying and rolling. Her brother doesn’t do it, but he does love belly rubs whereas she starts kicking like a…

Ha! One day I opened my phone and saw, just, vaginas. So many vaginas. Also of note: I was visiting my elderly aunt at the time. I actually took my phone out so I could show her a photo. Just not that photo!

OMG this picture is everything!!! Those cats are too hilarious for words. And gorgeous markings. But the jelly bean toes, the wide eyes, the roaring! SWOOON! The yowly one reminds me of when I first brought Deb home and let her and Dex out of their ‘safe, confined space’. She immediately claimed the couch, yowled…

The SLIPPERS. I must have the slippers. Take them off. They’re miiiiine. *sends in the flying monkees* (Davey Jones in the lead)

Adorbs!

Proceed with extensive caution! I understand that primal need to have a relationship with even bad parents; mine weren’t the best. Also - maybe I’m wrong, but didn’t your husband tell you a short while back that he wanted a divorce? Sounds like you’ve worked things out, so that’s great!

My resolution is to do something that will make for a good story when I’m an old lady. That’s all I got.

In 2016 I’m going to finish my cancer treatment (I know, I know; buzzkill. I’m so tired of being The Cancer Lady!). Two more rounds of chemo, then surgery, then possibly radiation. Kicking breast cancer’s evil, weaselly, mur-diddly-urderous ass to the curb 4eva is my primary resolution for 2016.

well my year started with me finding out that my awful, abusive, estranged father had a fall and is now in a wheelchair (although apparently that is temporary) and my parents want to re-connect with me and my family.

Thanks! I like being as glamorously ridiculous as possible.

Well, this year I finally became peaceful with the fact that I don’t have a relationship with my living family members. I am okay with it. It isn’t what I would have chosen, but of the available options, I am happier with this. I decided at a certain point that I didn’t have time for people who made me unhappy. I gave…

Well, I started off 2016 by creating my first meme. And for such a good cause, too. Behold:

My optimistic hope for this year is that I get a little closer to my family. It’s been 5 years since they disowned me, and the past two months one of my sisters has been visiting me. Having one sibling would be amazing.

This post is just in gratitude to Mark Shrayber for pulling my ass out of the greys yesterday. Praise be.

I am gonna continue my massive decluttering of my house, before my husband’s hoarder tendencies take over him again.

I went for a walk on the beach this morning, let’s see how long I can keep that up.

I resolve to drink less and be more patient. I resolve to work on my OCD and be less rigid. I resolve to “go with the flow” and learn to be more flexible.

I plan to masturbate more. Circumstances really threw off my rhythm in the last half of 2015.