Polite snacking

Today I was just thinking about my cat Elliott.

He’s a weird little guy.

And I felt kinda bad leaving him for like half of October, while I went and saw the world. When I got home he was so happy.

And of course… I don’t think he really missed me, just you know he missed my ability to feed him:

♥Lauren

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Drawing challenge #15

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Today’s drawing challenge was to draw an infamous villain.
But I was having a really hard time thinking of a villain. The first villain I ever think of is the Shadow Man on the stranger danger sign. And according to me if you’re weird and creepy that is exactly how you should look.
But I didn’t want to draw something so creepy.
And them I remembered good old fashion comic books and so I went with a favorite villain… Catwoman. And not just any Catwoman, the super glamorous and incredibly gorgeous Julie Newmar.
And what is duplicity is she up to??? Turning little kitties to the dark side. And I know Elliott would become evil… if she fed him crunchy food.
So I should feed him before he tries to take over Gotham.

♡Lauren

Elliott needs a job!

So sometimes I imagine that my cat wants to do more than just sleep on my blanket…

I think he needs a job.

And I think I may have found one for him:

I think I could be a great tightrope walker… if only I had the balance.

♥Lauren

Sittin’ on the dock of the bay

One of my favorite songs in all of life is “Sittin’ By the Dock of the Bay” by Otis Redding.

I say this because although it’s not a catchy dance song, or crafted with recorders and office supplies, it still brings a smile to my face. I used to sing it like crazy when I was a child because… Well, I was really weird. I have since grown up and I’ve done the regular things people do, I grew my hair out longer than that standard bob all little girls had, I have tried to watch Twilight, I have eaten a load of pizza…

But I don’t spend my time on the dock of the bay anymore “wasting time”…

This is why I’m made for the internet…

Party Freaking ON!

Lauren

The Cat Olympics

I think sometimes my cats are trying to get to the Olympics, and as cat owners know there are very few categories cats can participate in. The few tests of endurance made for felines are obviously: sleeping, eating, barfing grass, and pooping.

While Elliott has the silver medal in sleeping on my bed… I’m more concerned about the dreams of my little gray cat Rocket…

Here we are while he’s working on his digestion

Rocket goes to the bathroom with the sheer power of Thor. I’m really concerned how if I feed the pets the same amount of food how he can make so much poo. He is like the Carl Lewis of pooping animals. Sometimes I swear he goes to buffets while I’m at work all day… just to make sure that litter box is full by the time I get home…

So I drew a doodle about it, and because I’m more than a little weird I keyed it into the sweet 1985 musical hit by Eddie Murphy:

He potty’s all the time!

♫Lauren

It’s getting hotter

It’s the beautiful time of the year where I find that I am ungodly warm. And I find myself as sweaty as Josh “perpetually sweaty” Duhamel. However I am being constantly inspired on how to chill like my new cat Norton.

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Let’s get illy

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Today I have been at home. Ill as hell… I think my body has turned against me.
So, I have spent my day studying for the ARE, messaging Jimmy and my sister… and tormenting my cats.
See Rocket as a fancy paper lion.
I’m going to go eat some crackers.