she walks these hills in a long black veil…
today, is a dark and dreary day. it’s the type of day that makes you want to put on the chieftains, have a cup of tea and knit a sweater. unfortunately, i have knitasweateraphobia. so, i put on the long black veil and shaved pal. i’ve been lax in my grooming duties and pal was getting a little too rastafarian looking for our tastes.
he was surprisingly well behaved.
yes…that’s a kitty litter pan. a couple of weeks ago pal starting sleeping in the kitty litter pans. i have no clue why, but after the hundredth time i shagged him out i broke down and gave him a pan of his very own.
she visits my grave when the night winds wail….