Job~ma to Gud and Mr. Sox!
Plei, I think you should draw Clovis. But that's kind of my answer to everything.
You guys! Tzepesh is eating lots (and will probably eat more once he's done with this week of bland, high-fiber kibble) and drinking water frequently! He's chatty and demanding! He even forgives me when I shove pills down his throat! Now if his brother would get over being freaked out by having him back, that would be perfect.
Job~ma Gud!
Yay, Tzepesh!
Today is Joel Grey's birthday! Also Tricia Helfer!
Good news, Jilli. May his recovery continue apace, and his brother chill.
Tons of Job-ma for Gud and Mr. Sox.
Yay for a healthy Tzepesh.
Sass, come home now.
Sending job~ma to you Gud.
ugh, feeling both overwhelmed and self-absorbed. It's sort of an ugly combo.
Ugh. It has become increasingly clear that my SIL has now become completely programmed in a FAC and is dragging my niece and nephew into it with her. So far, my brother has refused on the grounds that he does not give a shit about church. I'm trying to be accepting, but I think not hard enough.
It has become increasingly clear that my SIL has now become completely programmed in a FAC and is dragging my niece and nephew into it with her. So far, my brother has refused on the grounds that he does not give a shit about church.
This is going to be a big problem, I fear.
Yay, Tzepesh! Ruthven, chill! Trin...never mind, dear.
All jobma and good fortune to Gud and Mr. Sox.
Sassybritches, please come home now. You've had your fun, and your people (and their invisible people in the box) miss you.