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.

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:

source 

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! 

  

Vacation!

I'm off to the beach! See you guys next week!

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!

Kitty Revenge

Context here. Oh and also here.  

Apparently, sleepiness brings out a vindictive streak in me. Sigh.