Monday, August 31, 2015

Dear Summer...

Dear Summer,

You and I have a bone to pick. You do this to me every year. You come out with your smiling happy sunshiney shit for a few months. 


The days are long and bright and perfect. 



In fact, this year you've spared us the worst of the sweltering crushing heat.



And you've brought relatively little rain.


It's been pretty perfect out. 

But then you go and do that shitty thing that you do year after year. 


You leave.


It's really quite a problem. Goodbye long days, nice weather, beach time, easy summer traffic, and the like. Farewell, sunshine and happiness. Goodnight,  my sweet summer prince.




To be fair, fall isn't really the problem. It's what fall brings that I dread.

Goddamnit. 

Sincerely, 
Gia and her Cat.

Monday, August 24, 2015

Boyfriend and Puppy!!

Exciting news in Boyfriend's world. 

Yes, Boyfriend got a puppy! As you may recall, he had an absolutely wonderful goldendoodle that sadly passed away earlier this year. Earlier this spring, he decided that this summer is a good time to train a puppy. He placed an order for a sheepadoodle.




No but seriously:


Right?

Anyway, his puppy was born 8 weeks ago, and he finally was allowed to take it home last week. 


Boyfriend's putting a lot of work into training puppy immediately. 






Yay for puppy! 
  

Monday, August 17, 2015

Monday, August 10, 2015

Part of Your Bird

Play this as you read (and sing along!) 

Look at these toys
Aren't they neat?
Wouldn't you think my collections complete?
Wouldn't you think I'm the cat
The cat who has everything?



Look at this trove
Treasures untold
How many toys can one apartment hold?
Looking around here you think
Sure, she's got everything

I've got mice and springs a plenty
I've got toys on strings galore
You want laser pointers? 
I got twenty!
But who cares?
No big deal
I want mooooreeeeee.



I wanna be where the sparrows are
I wanna stalk, wanna stalk em slowly
Hopping around on that, what do you call it?
Oh, roof.

Scratching at glass you don't get too far
Freedom is required for killing, eating
Stalking around in that - whats that word again?
Grass.

Up where they fly
Out where they hop
Out where they stay all day in the sun
Wandering free
Wish I could be
Outside killing biiirrrrddssss

What would I give if I could live
Outside this apartment
What would pay to spend a day
Hunting in grass
Betcha outside they don't try
To reprimand their kitties
Bright young kitties 
Sick of seeing
Really to killlllll

Ready to kill all the birds I see
Chase em around and get some exercise
What's a bluebird?
and why do they - whats the word - chirrrppp?

When's it my turn?
Wouldn't I love?
Love to stalk and kill birds in the sun?
Wandering free
Wish I could be
Outside killing biirrddsss


Yep, just a song about Kitty's desire to murder a bird. Happy Monday!

Monday, August 3, 2015

Monday, July 27, 2015

The Bathtub.



Welp, that's pretty much where I'm at right now. I'm either going to clean the bathtub, or see if I can make a low budget horror film out of it. Because cleaning is stupid. 

Feel free to leave me your cleaning horror stories below, which I will use as ammunition when I tell Boyfriend I'm not that bad, see?

Monday, July 20, 2015

Heat Wave

How are things with me, you ask? Well, in case you haven't noticed, in some parts of the country, it's rather hot out.


And Boyfriend, you wonder?

 
 Like I said...


...hot. 

I have no energy to do anything but sit. Which isn't dramatically different from usual, I guess. How are you all keeping cool?