I'd really like to hear that story about the stranger's blood. Also, I'd like to see Queens of the Stone Age live at least once before I or Josh Homme dies. Well, in his case, dies again.

And Happy April Fools?

It's exhausting being so fluffy.

He is a seal bicolor ragdoll. About two years old now and the grumpiest little bastard.

I eat shoes.

Aww look at your sweeties! Are they lap cats? Mine take one look at our laps and give us the kitty middle finger.

The Zoom Groom takes off more loose hair, but the Furminator does a great job of taking off the undercoat.

Thank you! Baby picture time!

If you insist!

The Duchess Mocha Latte Von Fluffy Pants was very chirpy this morning as her food was not magically transported to her dish by telekinesis.

They feel like bunny rabbits. Silky soft. But these Ragdolls require major grooming.

"Why thank you. Now pass the catnip toy."

Please. Ask me about my cats.

Sadly, no. He wasn't worth the effort of disposing of his body.

My boyfriend at the time decided that he wanted to try a little light bondage with me. Okay, sure. A couple of minutes later I was tied to the bed. He couldn't decide what to do next, so he covered me up with a blanket and left the dorm room. I was still tied to the bed. Still naked.
His roommate came back to the room,…

The cost of two adult tickets to one movie buys me a Season Pass to an entire series on Itunes.

I can see your point. And they are exquisitely lovely models, I agree.

They have breasts and hips. So in the ever so realistic fashion world, they are plus-size.