We all have weaknesses and mine, I will readily admit, is catnip. Otherwise known as Catcrack. Weed of the nipper, Kitty Ganja, the great herb of furry fucked-upedness, etc. etc. you get the idea.Read More
Change is on the cold north wind that has seemingly come to stay in this part of the Great British nation for which my breed is so named, and I find myself at the heart of it, as ever watchful over bae.
Cats, in case you didn’t know, are musically inclined. I am a talent beyond measure, and yet my moosical charms are lost on humans with their non-rotating ears and poor taste in dance moves.Read More