Increasingly america's child-mowing machines that call themselves oversized pick-up trucks are attempted to be imported and it's so absurd

then he wailed desperately outside the door until lorenzo opened the door and said "You don't want to be in here! the shower is on!" and he went oh. okay. :/

and then when we opened the door he was sitting miserably outside in loaf position with a mouse toy he'd dragged over to give him as a gift

like, improve trams and trainlines, double bus routes and extend their schedules into the night and early morning, heighten pavement kerbs, space out road junctions, create more over- and under-passes and zebra crossings rather than relying on lights

rather than put in two big speed bumps and done

like. i have a lot of issue with vehicular priority and the way that most of the world automatically prioritises motor traffic over pedestrian safety, and in the meantime also puts cyclists and other road users at risk, but the fucking spin you hear the gardaí put on it is genuinely bonkers

But bertie for some reason fucking loves this bag, so he barely blinked at having dirty laundry tipped on his head then eagerly got up to get into the now empty bag

Woke up from my depression nap just as their alarm was going off for dinner, cat slept w me the whole time. Dozed in bed as myrtle went downstairs, and then twenty minutes later when i crawled out of bed she RAN upstairs like noooooo go back to BED you were so WARM to sleep on why are you getting UP

I turned on the electric blanket in the bed and i could see her going "does fucking all the furniture just heat up on command??? Why has this only started happening now???"

"Did you have a nice time in the bathroom with Bertie?"

(sourly) "He tried to knock my papers into the sink."

Myrtle is so jealous because she's like pet me pet meeee and I'm just like. Sweetheart I'm not actually petting him, exactly, if i did this shit to you even gently you would be so mad and upset

But it's so funny because while i am petting bertie whilst wrestling with him I'm also just. Spinning him around and grabbing his paws and head and gently shoving him

Meanwhile myrtle also really enjoys being wiggled and rubbed, not as roughly as bertie does, she mostly just wants her sides roughly stroked and wibbled until she rolls over for her belly to be rubbed