Neither Did I The First Few Times.

Wow, mad skills

“First season of LEVERAGE - so he's 21 years old - he shows me his watch designs. I'm expecting, y' know, celebrity strap branding or faces. No, it's engineering schematics of GEARS and shit. Pages of them. Even then, there were none so cool.” - John Rogers

She was a sweet cat who didn't really like guests, but tolerated me.

Today I said goodbye to my beautiful cat. Eve was 18 years old and had thyroid disease, kidney disease and a heart murmur, all of this combined (even with attempting to treat the thyroid disease with medication) led to extreme nausea for her so she stopped eating. We tried everything, including different types of food and appetite increasing/nausea reducing medication, and nothing was successful.

For the first time since the late 1990s, we're without a furry friend in the house, which makes this loss even harder.

So let me tell you the story of how she ended up in our lives. We were having a new year's eve party, as you do, and some friends went outside to have a smoke. They came back inside with a kitten, "Is this yours?" they asked. "I guess it is for tonight," I replied, and took the kitten and put her in my bedroom. Our existing cats instantly hated the intruder. We put up signs around the neighbourhood and no one claimed her. So we had a new cat.

Over time the existing cats decided that she wasn't the absolute worst. The older of the two cats taught her how to hunt and catch mice and the mouse terror was born. Apparently mice were a lot of fun to play with, they made the best toys, had to be sung the song of her people, and we'd often just find scraps of mice about the house during a mouse plague. One night she caught 4, each of them smaller and smaller.

She had two litters of kittens before we managed to get her desexed.

After we moved house she spent a period being very scared of everything, but eventually settled down. Sky growls (thunder) and the vacuum cleaner were terrifying for ever, but sneezes and soft-drink bottles opening gradually were less of a threat.

She spent the last of her years lounging on my work laptop, in her comfortable cat bed, on my bed, or on me or my husband while we were in bed. She was never really a lap cat, but happy to curl up asleep on my thigh while I slept on my side or on my husband's bum while he read social media on his phone in bed.

Here she is guarding me from things coming in through the bedroom door.

And my very last photo of her.

May the rainbow road lead you to fields of mice you can play with my beautiful kitty.

Technically true.

Astro Boy or Kiki's Delivery Service

That post about death note being "everyone's first anime" (untrue statement) made me curious and now I want to gather data for science

Can you reblog this and tell me where are you from and what was your starter anime?

2025 is a good number, it’s a quarter of the way through the 20 hundreds and it’s got that nice set of 2s separated by only a 0. not bad. whatever happens this year at least it’ll be happening during a good number 😌

Quick reminder that it's always morally correct to punch nazis.

A group of rough looking boys walked past me today and all I heard of their conversation was “he’s got that anxiety disorder bro so I went with him so he’d be more comfortable” and it made me realise the world isn’t all that bad

Tortoise: *invents camouflage so it will be left alone*

Humans: oooh, you're an odd one. Let's look at you very closely.

Wait, beneath the sea floor?

OUGHGH??

OIUOHGHHVOIH!!!!!