FlooferNoofer took some time out of here busy schedule yesterday to pay the vet a visit. Just an annual checkup. No need to panic. She is, as is normal for her people, not a fan of these periodic engagements. She behaves for the vet, of course. She is an absolute angel for medical professionals.  But…

Recycled Haiku. I posted this on one of those “social” sites a while back. And I’m hoping to relive that particular moment for a good chunk of today. …but, there is coffee to drink and things to do and stuff to get. So my sleeping will sadly not last until noon. 

Chai (the cat) wanted to be in the room. The door to said room was closed. Chai, lacking thumbs and appropriate knowledge, could not open the door. In the ferocity of her efforts, the Lei fell victim. What I find most interesting about this morning’s presentation is the motive and means have been present for…

Believe it or not, cat Haiku doesn’t pay the bills. So I have a “real” job where I have to “be social” and “try not to yell at people”. Yesterday, at the “real” job, the roof was being replaced. And let me tell you, there is nothing quite like sitting in a wooden box while…

(this one goes to eleven) This is Mr. Figgs. Mr. Figgs doesn’t have a tail. But he does have ridiculously adorable toe-beans. It is hard to Haiku a cat with ridiculously adorable toe-beans without focusing on said toe-beans. Luckily, Mr. Figgs is overflowing with general cuteness and exudes inspiration. I would call him my muse,…

Hello Monday! Ok peoples, grab your caffination delivery substance of choice and get that commute started. Or sit on the couch and try to figure out what the cat is staring at.  Either way, it’ll still be Monday. Look. I get it. Garfield hated Mondays, and we all feel obliged to agree with him. But…

I have intentions today. Intentions of productivity. Specifically, I will clean. Fall has been short. It was hot for too long and now it is cold. We had about 2 weeks of autumn. But that is okay. I will embrace the frigid Arctic blast with flannel ladened arms. I willingly cast aside my Pumpkin Spice…

I don’t know what to write. It happens sometime. Anywho. Do something good today.

My brain is tired. It won’t math with words. So I have brought a classic Cat Haiku out of retirement for your reading pleasure.  Today is Thursday (garbage goes out) which means you’ve made it past the midway point and the weekend is in sight. Unless you work in retail or food service.  Then today…

I may have gotten distracted and forgot to write anything for a day or seven… But I am back. Putting pen to paper, as the kids say. (the kids do not say that). In reality, however, there are no papers nor pens. Not even pencils or crayons (may have eaten the crayons. Yut.) I write…