...I haven't blogged all year.
But, just so you know, I'm still plugging along.
The Woman posted this picture of me on Facebook the other day and someone commented that I'm starting to look my age. Which, truthfully, I am.
The Woman sometimes calls me her Raggedy Man, which isn't an insult. Amy on Doctor who called the 11th Doctor that a lot, and I don't mind being compared to him.
I am a little raggedy. The Woman brushes my furs--I'm finally letting her after all these years--but they pop right back out. And that's cool. It's not like I need to be perfectly groomed to go see the Queen or anything.
The main thing is I'm here, I'm doing well, I eat a lot for someone my age, and I can still be annoying when I want to be.
I'll try to do better at the blogging thing, but I think I've said that before. There's not a lot to talk about when not much is going on. We've been in this house for 11 years now, and there are still no sticky people to watch play outside. Not much of anything, really. Even the freaking scrub jay that used to torment us hasn't been around in a while.
I don't really mind that last thing. He was annoying as chit.
Oh. There was the Great Ant Invasion a couple months ago. They came pouring out of an outlet behind the TV, streamed up the wall, across the ceiling, and then down another wall into the kitchen, causing the Woman to say a whole bunch of things off the Bad Word List. It was great fun, right up until the point where Buddah and I were unceremoniously locked in the back of the house so they could commit heinous acts of insecticide. By the time we were let out, hours later, the ants were all gone and the people not as upset.
On the upside, we got fed extra that day.
That's always a good thing.
But, just so you know, I'm still plugging along.
The Woman posted this picture of me on Facebook the other day and someone commented that I'm starting to look my age. Which, truthfully, I am.
The Woman sometimes calls me her Raggedy Man, which isn't an insult. Amy on Doctor who called the 11th Doctor that a lot, and I don't mind being compared to him.
I am a little raggedy. The Woman brushes my furs--I'm finally letting her after all these years--but they pop right back out. And that's cool. It's not like I need to be perfectly groomed to go see the Queen or anything.
The main thing is I'm here, I'm doing well, I eat a lot for someone my age, and I can still be annoying when I want to be.
I'll try to do better at the blogging thing, but I think I've said that before. There's not a lot to talk about when not much is going on. We've been in this house for 11 years now, and there are still no sticky people to watch play outside. Not much of anything, really. Even the freaking scrub jay that used to torment us hasn't been around in a while.
I don't really mind that last thing. He was annoying as chit.
Oh. There was the Great Ant Invasion a couple months ago. They came pouring out of an outlet behind the TV, streamed up the wall, across the ceiling, and then down another wall into the kitchen, causing the Woman to say a whole bunch of things off the Bad Word List. It was great fun, right up until the point where Buddah and I were unceremoniously locked in the back of the house so they could commit heinous acts of insecticide. By the time we were let out, hours later, the ants were all gone and the people not as upset.
On the upside, we got fed extra that day.
That's always a good thing.
15 comments:
You can look any old way you like. My hair could be featured in a nature documentary, but we're still here!
I see a wise warrior who continues to beat the odds, Max. I'm happy you are still here. I hope you are here and feeling good for a long time.
Elliott's fur does the same thing, Max. He says so what, it happens. We had an ant invasion, too, but it was in every room in the house except our bathroom and it made our mom mental. It took months to get rid of them.
My hair is like that too, Max. You're the best.
My hair looks like I've been dragged through a hedge backwards Max, but you know what, I couldn't give a flying fig! At least we are both still here to tell about it.
Max, you are just as handsome and snarky as ever. <3
Max, I missed that you hadn't posted in awhile, since I read your Monday Q & A over at Mousebreath Magazine, and I follow your feed on FB. When are you getting married to Dr. Who, anyhow?
max....we could all hope ta look as good when we a cheeve yur age & status.....
annoy on dood... N heerz two a grate yeer a head filled with happeez & healhteez ~~ ♥♥
We are glad to see you looking raggedy but relatively healthy. The sound like they were exciting. We get a few at a time, but never a whole colony at once.
Max, we are happy to see you back after such a long time. We think you look wonderful for your age. We hope to see more from you in the future. Have a wonderful rest of your week.
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Yep, at 19, Dot's fur is the same way. So happy you are both still here!
a lot of drama in your neck of the woods. Glad your are milking the treats. Helen, Darcy, Bingley and Fred xxxx
We are glad to see that you look well dressed but relatively healthy. Sounds exciting!custom personalized blankets
Max, you are still Mr.Awesome to me and I expect to many others!
Looking good is okay but being great as a kitty is a whole different
thing. I have named our kitten Max in your honor. He is a ball of kitty
wit, mischeviousness, and 💘 just like energy like you were as a kitten.
Have a great week on Great One!
Ok.You are the best and awesome as ever!
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