Angel ,'Chosen'
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
From what I remember of my "so you adopted a cat" orientation info- it's normal for them to hide for days.
It is. I remember Taz hid behind the couch, then after a while he took to venturing out for very limited times and retreating. Marley hung out under the bed in his room for a couple days.
She will come out eventually, I promise!
Adorable little claymation video I stumbled across at Cake Wrecks: [link]
Rose will be ok, it just takes a bit of time.
I think I'm fond of your Evil Comfy Chair. You should name him. Fluffy, or something like it. Or, you know, something more manly and which implies its deadly napping threat.My Evil comfy chair has requested that you keep the pillow talk pet names private. Now everyone knows your pet name for him. Also, Fluffy wants to know when you are visiting next. And. I have to say, I'm a little jealous.
ION, I slept in till 2pm! woot!
Lungs. Hurt. Can't. Breath.
Damn you. It's been a while since I laughed so hard.
Fluffy wants to know when you are visiting next.
Priceless.
Oh, and tell Fluffy I miss the fuzzy, comfy parts.
(You know, I know someone nicknamed Fluffy. I shouldn't be doing this).
Do I want to know what you have to do to win the nickname "fluffy"?
We're making the rules as we progress, Laga.
It's more fun that way.
Oh, and tell Fluffy I miss the fuzzy, comfy parts.:: looks down shirt :: Shit! It's not me. Not fuzzy. That two timing chair! That's it. I'm sitting on the couch for now.
Seekert message to Fluffy:
::hugz chair to death::
That's right, baby; you're all mine, now.
Extra Edit: I can't believe I'm talking to people's furniture now. Furniture I have never seen, of people I have never met.
Oh hai, good people in white coats!