I’m sick with a nasty headcold. I have an owie on my thumb and my honey is far, far away. Needless to say, I should be in a bad mood. But it’s kind of impossible to feel rotten when a soft furry kitteh jumps up and rests his head on your leg.
Posts Tagged ‘Loki’
When we left for Britain the house was a bit of a state so now that I’m home I’m trying to get caught up on laundry and housecleaning. But I’m getting the feeling that Loki may have missed me an eensy weensy little bit because he rowrs and chirps at me if I walk around, […]
The following arrived in my inbox from Loki, who is staying with his Nana back in California while Mossop and I are in Britain: To: Stella From: Loki Date: Fri 15 June 03:44 AM Subject: YOU’RE WELCOME It has come to my attention that the guy who lives in my house has to write a […]
Despite the fact that yesterday he peed on the floor and murdered two of my houseplants, I decided Loki deserved a bit of extra lurves for being in my life. I adopted that psychotic little furball with my husband two years ago, and we named him after the god of chaos because we thought it […]
What do you do on a rainy day? Build a tent out of bedsheets and hang out in there with Bunny, of course.