Happy Caturday, meatballs.
You know you’re a cat lady when in a sanskrit workshop the instructor uses “cat” simply as a phonetic example and everyone in the room turns to smile and nod at you, all, “Yeah! You like cats, yeah? YEAH CATS.”
I do like cats. I sure do.
Especially these cats:
I wish I had something witty and engaging to say, but it’s a teacher training weekend so my brain is l’shot and I only have an hour to eat and somehow take a nap and this internet connection I insist on stealing is slow as balls so the clock’s a-tickin’…
I guess I do kind of have some cat news… No appointment has been made but it’s high time these two jerks got shaved into a lion cut again.
I cannot even wait.





Thats hilarious. My cat would look so stupid with that hair cut she’s a fatty.
In all honesty, I really don’t like cats…and yet I find myself looking forward to Caturday all week. Viva la Weaz, indeed.
… http://i.imgur.com/uQ4mzl.jpg
… thanks to my cousin’s boyfriend. I’ve reached official “she likes cats!” cat-lady status.
omg that is my heaven
Best post ever.