Our first pair, one went from kidney disease (many years of diabetes before this) ten years ago, the other left us 3 weeks ago (18 years) but was possibly a disguised vampire who feasted on her sister as her first victim (evidenced by: her long life and a string of very unfortunate puppys, her blending into the night, and her somehow being allergic to cats)

Here’s to Tiggy and Fluffy hanging out in the good place. (My wife swore she would never have a cat named fluffy, but it fit her too well, within a year she was fluffy and she remained fluffy her whole life)

Fuck cancer.

And fuck anyone who claims there’s soon to be a cure for Kitty kidney disease.

“I made these”

We play over, whatever video conference program Google uses, it has auto transcription as a “service” (fuck you Google, but thanks for the ability to connect with friends I guess? Mind your own game business though please?)

When we take breaks sometime we read the logs and try to figure out what was actually said from the “transcript” it’s delightful in its incompetence, we sometimes find ourselves reading the chat logs more than rolling the dice.

I’m not sure why one would need to be LGBT to point out homophobia? I’m not gay, half my parents are, I’ll call it out whenever I see it.

Sammy!!

Yours?

Thanks for sharing! Love it

Well I know what I’m watching after I finish the rings of power tonight (I’m a sucker for all things lotr), after I watch dorf goes fishing, and task master nz s2e10

I was genuinely hoping it would be “the gamers: dorkness rising” but princess Bride is okay.

Oh it’s spread to China? Misinformation on the border has been spreading across the red parts of America for the better part of a decade.

Let’s not wipe the spot from our neighbors eye until we remove the stick from our own.

That picture, as I was scrolling by, reminded me very much of top gear.

Neither did the fire department, it’s a gradual change. They’ll get their guy in the end.

Thanks for letting me know I brought you laughter! A great way to kick off the new year.

Why should your hobby benefit from you checking in on it every day, unless it’s something living? That sounds less like a hobby and more like a task. I think daily’s are a huge symptom of commodified gaming, I stopped playing world of Warcraft when they introduced repeatable daily quests.

Are you my wife? because I swear that’s our cat.

1 ml white stuff for hey kidneys twice a day, 1/4-1/2 pill gabapentin once a day, 1/4 antacid once a day, then our little fluff gets her 5 ingredient wet food to keep it all down.

17 and a half years old now, far and away the best cat (or human trapped in a cats body) one could ask for. She’s our old fat fluff. Has to sleep on a person’s (preferably her mom’s) face every night since she lost her sister half a lifetime ago.

We got her two kittens a couple years ago so her personality would rub off on them. She loves being Mama cat. It was a crime against nature that they spayed her before she left the shelter.

Our poor baby was in a cage with 7 other kittens, the cage was marked “not feral” as anyone could see these were 7 (turns out 6) feral black cats, they were face level right next to the door, and every time anyone walked in a dozen clawed paws would reach out with the intent to maul and kill. Of course my wife (girlfriend at the time) says “I want that one” I told her she was crazy because they were clearly feral, you could tell by the sign that says “not feral” (20 cages in this room with half a dozen kittens each, this was the only one with the not feral tag on it.). But she wants that kitten, so I stand over by the door and let half a dozen feral kittens try their best to eat my face, she opens the cage (on the other side from the door) reaches in and captures that kitten. Before I’ve turned around that damn cat is already belly up in her arms being the sweetest little love muffin.

She hates her medicine, but we give her all the love after she takes it, and she’s realized she’s much too slow to scurry her fluffy butt away from us.

Give yours a bunch of head kisses next time you medicate them! From our fluff to yours!

Fucking, that’s the job of the fire department if we’re going down that road.

If I could swim it, count me in (even miles, I try to swim about 1.5 miles every time I hit the gym, I could bump that to 2)