The Reason For Fewer Posts

I'm so afraid I'm turning into a cat person. That fear has finally subsided; I HAVE turned into a complete cat person. Borderline cat freak. She has a Catbook page, the only pictures on the walls in our living room are mostly of the cat, she is who my husband and I want to see first when we come home. We let her get away with almost everything. We can't stay mad at her for long.

So, I was more afraid my posts would turn into "look what the cat is doing now!", instead of the usual funny stuff. I swear, more will be coming.

Oh Dear...

Random fun. Love this song, too.

God, This Kid Is Adorable.

If I weren't allergic to shellfish, I would want this scenario to happen in my house.

Too Cute Not To Click

Dirty computer screen? This might not help, but at least he's trying!

Cute = Wood Chipper

A former co-worker of mine and I decided one day to equate the level of cuteness of something by how badly we wanted to put it into a wood chipper. Don't question it! There are just some things in this world that are too damn cute to survive in this world, let alone have some sort of cute death to top it off.

Once this idea is revealed to others, it goes over their heads a bit, sends them into shock at the thought, and creates something of an uproar.

Not that we would ever actually DO it to the creatures! Just, well, maybe it's picture so we would stop biting the insides of our cheeks over just how damn cute something can be.