My lamp...and Dorian...and Patrick.
In response to comments on my previous entry I’ve decided to attempt to restore a bit of balance to my blog. Hence the lack of cat pics (yes i KNOW there’s actually two in the last pic, ones ceramic though, and you’re supposed to be looking at the lamp…jeeze).
Super serious post (about the dangers of zumba, particularly to those like myself born without the ability to laugh at themselves) coming tomorrow.
Another cat post. I’ll be honest I’m both too lazy to write a real post and also totally in love with my new phone and how I can take photos of Lord Dorian and co. like some insane cat paparazzi (catarazzi?) and IMMEDIATELY inflict it on other people.
Besides if I’ve learnt anything from my adventures in blogging it’s that people LOVE cats. And bacon. But I’m out of that.
Moar cat pics…by popular demand…
Margot Frankenkatzen & le petit Prince
Moar cats pics. It’s pretty much all I’ve done since getting Instagram. I’m not sure of its purpose if not for inflicting your feline obsession on Facebook pals.
I acquired one of those new fangled smartphones so this post is a test run.
And now for some cats…
Attempting to act normally during an hour-long ordeal at Weight Watchers whilst doing, what your sister accuses you of doing “the risperidone shuffle“.
I’m not actually taking risperidone but Abilify is pretty similar. It’s nice when someone who cares for people with dementia recognises that you have similar behaviour.