I really ought to take a picture of my cats with my Ziltoid puppet one day, but for now...
This is Sir Quincy the Curious.
I received an order from DavidsTea this week, and Quincy decided that he received a box:
And this is Sir Oliver the Concerned.
Here's Oliver sleeping on a mound of packing peanuts I dumped out of another box that's been sitting in the house (his mountain of packing peanuts is gone now ):
I have two werner dogs and a beagle, because my life is empty and sad.
This is Harley. I hate her. She has the spirit of an old woman and she fucking smells. She was the runt of her liter, in nature she would be long dead because she sucks so much.
This is Heidi. My grandma got her after liking Harley, and then Heidi kicked too much ass so we ended up with her. She's probably the perfect dog, other than that she eats her own shit.
This is Lucy. You think Lucy gives a shit? Lucy gives exactly zero shits. All she does is eat and sleep all day, and we love her for it. She also never barks, for some reason.