Kittyman loooooves “Pink Blankie.”

Ah, yes, the “I can hold it a few more minutes” kitty syndrome.

omg! so cute. Gah!!!

ADORABLE. We have almost an identical blanket that’s brown, and we call it the kitty magnet. Nothing better than a little Cat on Lap! :)

Aaaaaaaaawwwwwwww... Sorry for the bladder trauma. :/

Once again, I am home, chillin’ with the cats. I have to time a movie that “allegedly” had Spanish subtitles provided, only it was the atrocious English transcript rendered through an automatic translator, so no. It’s due Tuesday, so I’m taking my time, translating that ish myself (after fixing the English, because…

Today I went to brunch twice and then laid in bed watching Medium, the show in which Patricia Arquette plays a psychic detective. So I'm pretty much winning at Saturday.

Hey all! It’s a delightfully quiet Saturday night here. I don’t have a query for SNS this week though. Instead, I’d just like thank all of you delightful divas and weirdos for being my online family. I’m so goddamn grateful for your friendship and support!

Same here. My cat will never stand for being carried around in arms. I’ve actually thought about that for tornado emergencies and the like, and realized that the only way is a quick apology before stuffing him into a carrier. His angry yowls will ensure that rescuers will find us promptly.

Whatever lady, might as well have gone with the “I’m sorry if anybody was offended” apology. But it’s Caturday, so let’s have here this refugee who refused to flee without his kitten pal

Of course the normal reaction to panic would be kicking children. Sounds logical to me...

This site needs more coverage of the refugee situation, I can no longer stomach the comments on Facebook.

Does she understand that we all have eyes and can see her?

“I’m not a heartless, child-kicking racist.”

See above.

David Muir belonged to Maureen Green before he belonged to ANY of us. ;-)

He makes my heart mur-muir.

Oh really? He’s your boyfriend? I’ve been there for him since 2006. Do you even know about Syracuse, where he got his start, as his supposed girlfriend? I AM THE WIND BENEATH DAVID MUIR’S WINGS. HIS MONSTROUS BAT WINGS.

Thank god. Hey fatties! You’ve been deemed fuckable by this lady and therefore a person of worth! Congratulations!