My only shelter being this condo roof…and the cats have come to feed.

I know, Survivorman, I know. All I have to go with these chips is pesto hummus. And it’s not even that good.

One dog, three cups

At work we offer something called the Fecal Trilogy.

Dorkdom

I often treat the members of my household to new, impromptu renditions of  pop songs. The most recent was Smiths-influenced, and sung with a toothbrush in my mouth.

“Some cats are bigger than Yuki

some cats are bigger than Yuki

Some cats’ dookie

is bigger than other cats’

dookie. “

Awful as it is, that one’s pretty inspired. Most are normal lyrics with cat words slung in for my amusement.

“She’s a kitten-you know what I mean.

you better listen

listen to me

you’re gonna scoop her peeeeeeeeeeee-yeah-yeah-yeah.”

And so on.