Seriously. Those artificial sweeteners’ll kill ya. :)
The rule is, if they’ll come out to eat they’re prolly fine. I wish I could hide from the scary things in the world and still have someone bring me my noms.
My bookitty used to sit on my back or my butt when I was reading, depending on how I was positioned, and I swear it was like the best heating pad ever. I’ve tried to talk my current girls into it, but I’ve had no takers so far.
As always, the CC is a little more vague than the dialogue.
I remembered that video from a few years back and now I can’t help but wonder what happened to the strumming wonder kitten.
Lovely shots. Love the house in the middle of the green and of course, Bob’s derpy face.
:) The family that glares together... ummm, bears together?
Kind of cut into my inventory stats, though. But hey - get to keep those hit points by staying away from that place some.
People who try to knock anyone over who is over the age of, say, twenty-two should be summarily smacked with a baseball bat. You just don’t fuck with people doing their damndest to keep from curdling into a fossil.