Foster kittens officially have names.
From left to right: Sonia, Elena, and Ruth.
#iwillhaveenoughcatswhenthereare9
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Foster kittens officially have names.
From left to right: Sonia, Elena, and Ruth.
#iwillhaveenoughcatswhenthereare9
CALLING ALL CAT LADIES
I need advice.
I had two almost 11 year old cats that are siblings and have both been with me since they just barely had their eyes open. They got along pretty much like brother and sister - occasional spats, intermittent snuggling, and sometimes just ignoring each other.
Cash passed away last week after a really short illness and Mac got checked out at the same vet visit. But other than a recommended teeth cleaning and some thyroid meds (apparently not uncommon for older cats?) she is pretty healthy.
I started immediately looking at adopting another cat because of the aforementioned never been alone thing but then Iām also equally paranoid that she might be a grumpy old lady and NOT adjust well to a new family member. So I applied for a couple of foster programs figuring that could be like a test run and we could see if anyone new clicks in a relatively low risk way.
The first few nights without him, she didnāt seem to mind too much or make a particular fuss? She was a little clingier than normal and I wasnāt sure if that was maybe her being sad or trying to comfort me or most likely a combo of the two. I went away for a preplanned trip this weekend (which I both felt shitty about and was much needed) and when I got home and got into bed last night she was def like, whining, for lack of a better word. Meowing a lot and not seeming to want to settle down in bed - which I was attributing to looking for Cash. Today sheās totally not left my side since I got home from work.
Iām just so torn between wanting another kitty and feeling like I shouldnāt rush and not knowing whatās best for me or for her. I feel all guilty for him being sick and me not knowing sooner. I feel bad that sheās alone but idk if thatās not even a thing sheās aware of. I feel bad that I feel bad. I just donāt know what to doooooooo and I need someone to fix it.
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Tonight I came home to find this ridiculous nut of mine, Cash(ew), had left me. From the teeny tiny kitten in the last pic to a big fat fluffy goof with literally no respect for my personal space (as evidenced by several of the other photos) he and his sister have moved with me with me over almost 11 years and 5 homes in 3 states and have been my constant and loving, if occasionally frustrating, companions. I always thought I was a dog person until I was owned by cats and these two in particular. Now I donāt quite know what Macadamia and I are gonna do without him. Snuggle all your pets extra hard for me tonight please.
This is a crap picture but by the time we moved the coop (by moved, I mean myself and the couple I bought it from carried it 3.5 blocks down the alley behind our houses aided by a playskool red wagon) and then spread the shavings and filled the feed and water and caught and moved the chickens themselves....I was too tired to stand outside long enough to coax them into being photogenic. So. I desperately need a long, cold shower and several even colder beers BUT I HAVE CHICKENSSSSSS!!!!
File Under:
TMI/things you never needed/wanted to know.
Unearthing important historical artifacts from the 90s.
I know Iāve posted him before but since I guess heās technically MY deer now....can I justify bringing him to IN and finding a spot for him in the new house? Will this freak people out or is it totally nbd? Is this type of sentimental stuffed animal better or worse than a kidās toy one? (Iāve found a couple of those too...there is a very real temptation to also bring those back home.) Halp.
I mean - I NEEDED her, didnāt I? š Now Iām just bummed I have to wait until the end of the month to bring her home. š
I moved into my home today. Not my house. My Home.
That feels awesome.
B and I went to a beer festival. He got drunker than I did and revealed some...letās say neuroses. I want to just fix him because heās actually awesome and doesnāt realize it like, AT ALL and I feel like thatās how other people see me too?
Weāre two fucked up peas in a pod.
Heās asleep now and I should be too.
Goodnight yāall.
Howās your Tuesday going Erin?
Oh, pretty swell - I came home to find my internet not working and was super ugly and condescending to one Comcast representative and then had another call me back and leave two concerned voice mails because I was so hysterically crying when I hung up the phone.
Weirdly cropped due to someone elseās phone being in the whole lower 1/4 of the frame thanks to my superb photography skillz but you guys. šI bawled like an absolute maniac almost the whole show. Seriously. I still absolutely would have preferred to be able to do this with Daddy (and Mama too for that matter) but it was one of the most amazing things I have ever had the opportunity to experience.
I feel like this is me lately. Either a ball of useless sad emoshunz or BAD ASS WITCH WHO IS GETTING SHIT DONE.
Welp. I think Iāve officially done it. Iāve reached Peak Cat Lady. SIGH.
OFFER ACCEPTED!
I DONT HAVE TO LIVE IN A VAN DOWN BY THE RIVER!!!!!!
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I looked at a house today that is PERFECT for me. Itās not exactly in the hip trendy Indy neighborhood Iāve been shopping in but itās two blocks away and still just absolutely fucking amazing. I put in an offer and I am desperate for it to be accepted. I know this is 1000% a first world thing and I donāt really post much anymore but please send whatever positivity you can spare my way.
Edit: I have to add some pics because ugh itās amazing and Iām in love.
A sponsored or staff post just reminded me that Blake Shelton somehow won peopleās sexiest man alive last year and I am still fucking salty about that travesty.