I’ve been awake for an hour, but when I make the move to get up, Stew starts purring like a madman and I stay put, petting him. He’s a naked cat that wears the pants in this family.
I’ve been awake for an hour, but when I make the move to get up, Stew starts purring like a madman and I stay put, petting him. He’s a naked cat that wears the pants in this family.
I really want to start writing this on bathroom walls.
I love him, yet fear him.
I feel we should start a support group: “Friends and Family of Dickish Sphynxies” We can compare physical and emotional scars left by the little bastards and go on and on about how we love them anyway. Because we do. Because they’re awesome. Dicks, but awesome.
My pissy alarm clock.
A sketch of Stewart by one of my students on the back of his quiz. Yes, I use Stewart as a teaching “tool”.
For the last three days Stew’s been waking up at 5, wanting to play or eat or Gawddess knows what. This back and forth trying to get him to stop meowing and go back to sleep continues until I have to get up for work/school, then, while I’m in the shower he crawls under the still warm covers and sleeps soundly for the rest of the day. Such. A. Dick.
Sassy cat!
St. Stewart Stardust is finished! Now to finish the rest of the arm.
I woke him up before noon. Oh yes, there will be Hell to pay…
“LOUD NOISES!”- Brick Tamland
Cat’s hate roller coasters.
Fight the power!
Know the worst part? He doesn’t even eat the food he steals. He takes something then hides it behind the couch and I have to rearrange the whole damn living room just so I can get to it to throw it away.
Let me guess, Dr. Zissou did the bulk of her research on the Belafonte studying the jaguar shark? Dr. Fetus went to Dickhead University. He graduated top of his class.