Vacation Photos #4

Where’s Bluey? And where did that mysterious lump in the bed come from?

Another mystery solved. I’ll be back next week. Probably. If I’m not, you’ll probably read about what I did on the news.

Vacation Photos #2

There are Peaches and Bluey, doing the only activity they enjoy doing together: sleeping on my bed. Well, Bluey likes doing lots of activities, but they mostly involve jumping on Peaches’s head, and she’s not so fond of that.

Spotted these guys outside, honking as loud as they possibly could as they headed north. It’s probably too hot for them here.

Basket Of Fluff

Peaches refuses to be outdone by some newcomer.

She still sleeps like this all the time. I don’t get it.

Basket of fluff! I don’t know where the actual cat is in there.
 
More pictures next week since I’m not ready to come back yet!

Baby Blue

I have a new friend!!!

She’s so cute. And, as a kitten, very, very pesty. I made the mistake of asking my mom what to call her, and she suggested Bluey, and… the name stuck.

Here she is beating up my socks. Peaches is not thrilled that there is a new baby in the house. She says she’s supposed to be the baby.

Vacation Photos #4: Comfy

I can’t put up pictures and not have one of Peaches.

She loves resting under the chair in my bedroom, where I toss my winter coat when it’s not winter. She particularly loves sleeping with her neck on the bar, because that’s somehow comfortable for her.

Bunk Beds

Well, they’re obviously not going to share.

Collapsed

How I feel right about now.

Cat Pics #5: Surface Tension

There is a cat there somewhere.

Last one! I'll be back Tuesday!

Cat Pics #4: Bread Dough

Well, maybe this one's not a bottle.

Just bread dough left oozing across the floor.

Cat Pics #3: Bottle of Dish Detergent

All my mom's cats are shaped like bottles of dish detergent.

Or maybe a pear.

Cat Pics #2: Fluff

She likes to be under chairs.

Cat Pics #1: Tired

She has a tough life.

Thanksgiving Away Post #3

I can’t even count how many times this happened.

What do you mean you’re trying to write? You should always be paying attention to a cat!

Thanksgiving Away Post #2

More cat pictures! Or picture, really.

She never did fit in that box as well as Peaches did.

Thanksgiving Away Post #1

Since I never feel like doing a real post the week of Thanksgiving, I figured I’d post some pictures of my dearly departed Veronica to keep you occupied.

Isn’t she cute?

Vacation Peaches 3

The Orangus Pestifloofus likes to make her home in soft, warm places, especially brand new quilts people got for their birthday.

Vacation Peaches 2

And now we see the spore of the Orangus Pestifloofus, which reproduces by shooting clumps of fur off of her body and onto furniture and rugs.

Vacation Peaches 1

And now we see the rare Orangus Pestifloofus in her natural habitat: sitting on or in something you want to use.

The Blogiversary

As of this Thursday, I’ve been doing this blog for six years. It’s weird because it really doesn’t feel that long. Two or three years, tops. But time seems to be going by a lot faster these days, so maybe that’s the reason why.

When I look back on my first posts, I totally cringe. I had no idea what I was doing, I swear! Back then, I posted every day, usually about whatever was on my mind at that particular time. Which means a lot of in depth posts on the minutia of writing and other really stupid things. No etymology! No stick figures! Just blathering. Lots and lots of blathering.

If I could go back in time…well, I’d totally warn myself about the total sh!tstorm the world was going to turn into in 2016. But if I could go back in time an only warn myself about blogging related stuff, I’d tell myself “Seriously, maybe don’t write down every thought that’s in your head. You know what people like? Cat pictures. Also stick figure comics for some reason.” Hindsight, amiright? I suppose the blog wouldn’t be what it was if it hadn’t gone through that awkward growth, but man. Embarrassing.

Six years. If this blog were a kid, it would be in school by now. It would also be that weird kid that no one can figure out what the hell they’re talking about. And the name! I’m going to be honest: I went with Still Writing… because I am really, really bad with names. It was literally all I could come up with after several hours of mulling it over. Now I’m kind of stuck with it. Why do names have to be so hard???

So I guess that’s all for this year’s reflections. I think I’ll take my own advice and shut up and leave you with a cat picture.

Yes, her mouth is open in that pic. She’s so classy.

Peaches 3

Here she is again.

Oh. Wait. That’s a 700 pound pumpkin I saw at a fair.

You can see how I made that mistake. The resemblance is uncanny.