There’s snow sense in it

I’ve got my eye on you You will regret this, hooman, says Bodine. You know, cat o’mine, I say.  I suppose I will. But it feels good now. So, I continue. You’ll be keeping [snort] an eye on me, right?Oh, purrs Bodine. Count on… Read More ›

Since you’ve been gone

Well, for the love of fish sticks, says Bodine.  There you are. Glad to see you finally remembered that I need to be fed, Chickie.  Where the [expletive deleted] have you been all day? All day? I ask.  Bodine, we’ve been gone… Read More ›