Amusingly, that’s not from a human tipping her. According to her previous owner, they let her outside. One day she comes home from the outside with her ear hanging almost entirely off. She’s shakes her head and boom, tipped cat!

Major reason I’m on the shot instead of this. The stories terrify me!

I’ll help you hide the body to get a larian fallout!

She’s so happy, that I’m happy!

Technically two different people(s)! The person(s) who don’t let the oven preheat were… easily distracted. Possibly adhd these days? This was long ago. But I still see the sentiment online rarely. Maybe they also have horrible old ovens?? The 00s woman was in, well, the 2000s when salt was the food bogeyman. She did, eventually, use some salt. A smidge.

Kitten is warming up to me and husband. My sibling is viewed with suspicion still. Probably because they stay in their room or at work.

Kitten cuddled up in bed with me. Maybe she’ll work up to lap cat soon!

The new kitten did it once. She’s taken to sleeping next to my legs during a nap, as my legs are usually curled up so there’s no between.

Thank you!

I’m not colorblind, but I’m struggling seeing this even knowing what should be there based on community. It’s just green blob in there to me.

“Man, my first few cookie trays are so bad, what do you do with yours?”

“Mine are fine because I let the oven preheat”

“That can’t be it, the oven takes so long!”

And then I shrug because they’re getting pissy like I’m withholding secrets when it’s usually that one. Or maybe

“Wow these are so flavorful! When I made them they were so bland!”

Then I can’t answer because she was bitching about how much salt they had in the original recipe lmfao. And my mother would have killed me if I had said “Because I used the salt you salt hating 00s lady”

I’ll bring in cookies and other baked goods to people and they’re sometimes life, “Wow! How are these so good?” And I’m baffled cause I just followed the recipe then I remember oh. Some people really do not.

My mother always said she was jealous of my father’s naturally thick dark eyelashes. Hers were long, but extremely fair and almost invisible. Dad loved his eyelashes because ladies loved them. I got the best of both worlds, until health claimed a lot of the thickness and length of my hair. Oh well, I’ll miss you, dark long eyelashes!

I was so fucking happy when I saw that fish poster in there the first time! “It’s the thing!!” I said to myself, delighted.

My left hand had a hell of a night too, small kitten decided to freak out. While I was holding her. It was a lot of bandages, but they seem to be better now.

Any number of single off thrift stores. Sometimes they just have clothing and dead crockpots. Sometimes they have alligator leather jackets and mirror covered purses among weirder shit.

… something Heaven’s Vault related is coming in 2025. I really really hope it’s a video game and not just more novel things. Really hoping something to do with Mazwai!

Annoying, but hopefully getting better.

Kitten is good, except at night. So we purchased more solo interactive toys and will yeet her from the bedroom to play with those.

Trying to plan meals so we order less. But all food cooking is on me. So it’s tiring.

A very kind and delicate panther! Very soft panther.

Every cat my mother has had some hand in finding has become a barge. I do not understand it, but I accept this. I think the kitten will accept it as well!

Hmm… we might have to run more tests at the P A R K later.