Wee kitten is still too wee for me to be able to tell if they’re a boy kitty or a girl kitty. I think maybe girl kitty. Either way, they need a name. First thought, Parker, because I found them in a parking lot. What say you?
Doggo’s new thing is telling me when she’s done chasing the ball and wants to go inside. In the hot weather, I’ve had to time her and now it seems to know how long 15 minutes is. So smart!
I understand the Republicans would like the meeting during which they devise their platform to be closed-door. Unusual. Or maybe they don’t want us to know that the platform is Project 2025. But I think we all know that. Don’t we.
Just picked a fuck ton of cherries from my backyard tree. This tree was planted at least 100 years ago; we do nothing to it, just let it do its cherry tree thing. They may be small and a pain to pit but they’re sooo good!
