While We Are Away

I am, momentarily, in Huntingdon, my true home. Quinn is, during that period, living with our Olive. Here is what he is seeing.

This is a cat who likes to sleep under the covers, pressed against your bare legs and, when it is barely dawn, she will run to the window to chase invisible bugs loudly and knock over all the plants because she is missing a leg and is, thus, clumsy, and later she’ll get stuck in the bathtub and cry until you help her get out.

I’m sure Quinn, aka Zee Grumble, is having an awesome time.


About bearicaquinn

Smallish, smushy in the sad parts, certainly destined for cat-lady-dom. Enjoys boats, bikes, black coffee, pug faces, sourdough bread, the morning when you have slept long enough, beards, mountainsides, art, rooftops, etc. Will continue to live in things that are interestingly shaped. So octopus.
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