I wish the kitties could have seen the Aurora Borealis last night. Doots is especially fascinated by the way lights dance across our ceiling, reflected from our water glasses and phones.
#Fariña likes to sit on the windowsill at this time of the evening and see what's going on in the neighborhood. Some pigeons and magpies might be what interests him above all. Have a lovely rest of the day :nyancat_face: #CatsOfMastodon#AllCatsAreBeautiful
Upon reflection, it was a mistake to use birdsong as an alarm sound on my phone for the last year or so.
Goblin Cat has learned that bird chirps mean it is time for the Morning Screams, whereby mother saves her from the Starves. This was not a problem until the birds began singing at Oh Fuck Hundred Hours, and lo, the household has resounded to the Pathos Aria (scored for smol cat with big lungs).
Here you see the criminal, displaying absolutely no remorse.
Happy Caturday from criminal-turned-dubstep-producer Loki, and influencer-turned-Mayor Doots. They’re snuggle buddies and sparring partners now, but when we first adopted Doots (and Thor), Loki couldn’t stand Doots and would hiss at him because he smelled funny.
Doots is a bit like the Martha Stewart of cats: very prim and proper, enjoys the finest domestic commodities, rather good looking, but also known to do crimes.