It may be a light week (working in overdrive this week) but heavy is the new normal.
Specifically my cat, Jilly-boo. I may be her human, too. She’s bonded to me, which Cruel Wife thinks is just fine since she’s kind of tired of clingy/needy things wanting more of her attention (presumably the two kids plus me makes three).
Anyway, I got home and was getting changed into my civilian clothes (read: Not Almost-Monkey Suit) and I saw my cat looking funny and making even funnier noises. She was so very interested in a chipmunk that she didn’t even notice I was there. So I got a picture.
My nickname for her is “Wide Load” because her butt flat-out waddles back and forth but this almost looks petite because I chopped off her behind. She’s actually a very loving kitty who sits on my chest right before lights out. Stiletto-paws and all.
Lemur King's Folly 