katt_goddess

I have a Tribble sitting on the desk behind me and a parakeet named 'Yoda' . I was just picked on for being poor.

Croak that to my face, Kermit.

I already have that volume. You never listen. I'm feeding you to the dust bunnies.

He'd end up being a bottom to some sea lion's top. And I believe that would be called getting arf-arf-arf'd.

Not saying it works. Just saying to try it.

Meh, my eyes do that too some days. The longer the day, the more tired I get, the less colors I see or see brightly. Multivitamins and better sleep patterns.

That's not even the original Original Luv Ewe. That's just the 'deluxe' sized one. And I know because I had one back in college. It's currently floating around Williams Street somewhere - last seen being held in front of a mostly pantsless Max in a hallway as part of an 'Is This Aggressive' bit for one of the morning stream shows. It was voted 'Highly Aggressive' .

Sleeping in, lazing in the recliner, bubble bath, solid food stays, reading or playing video games.

My brat prefers to take over as much of my bed as possible, especially in winter because of the extra blankets. But in the summer, she likes sleeping in one of those catnappers that's balanced on the top of a kitty condo beside the bed. She used to like them but the second I tried to introduce a second cat to the place and that cat dared to touch the fleecy sleeper cave, Rak-Rak immediately peed in it. A lot. No more sleeper caves around here.

Bingo. I learned the basics of how to make those things from reading 'Flying Witch' actually. So fluffy I'm gonna DIE!

If there's no actual signs of trauma and he doesn't react negatively if you touch the tail or manually move it [within reason obviously, it's a tail not a tentacle] then it's not a physical issue. As you found online, it may just be the cold weather and puppo doesn't want to expose his butthole to frostbite unless he really has to. Keep an eye out for odd grooming patterns just to be safe though. If there starts to be a weird build-up near the base of the tail and / or he starts to chew on it, then it could be mites. Very unlikely though but just something to watch for.

People just lose what little minds they have when there's that first solid sticking snow. Having to pay attention to their driving effects their ability to play with their digital genitals.

I haven't shaved my legs since September. FLAWLESS VICTORY.

Now those are quality hotcakes.

No Weird Al this year so nope.

An armful of little kittens all getting ready to nap.

I already have telekinetic superpowers. They are currently in use to ensure I don't trip over my own tits.

It's currently white out conditions here and getting worse. The dork across the street is currently wedged up on his balcony in the wind trying to get his smoke on.

At least I'll be spared from having to wear any of that horrible skimpy santa crap floating around in helpme's imagination. [goes to take dirt nap in pet bed]

<.< >.> I'm stuck

Still here...touching all yer crap...being all like

[lurks in thread...waiting...]

I have boots that go higher than those socks. You wear that velvet vomit horror.

Hell no. I don't sit on strangers laps and I don't need strangers trying to sit on mine either.