Ever Bethany

And yes, you can have one.

A Fury Evening
an official How To Train Your Dragon fanartz.
Pretty, i'nnit?

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PS, we have adorable kittehs (pictures to come)
and my youngest brother exercised his grasp of politics to have the prettiest one, ragdoll personality and flooooooffy blue-gray hair, adopted as the indoor cat.
Mostly because Glamdring peed in the kitchen, and he found it, so he's, uh. There's an obvious word here. XD

It isn't a good sign that she's losing even that much control, and some fresh air and exercise may be the only thing I can do for her, besides feeding her goat-milk. Plus, she can't catch fresh meat very often up here. That, too, might be good for her.

Little blue kitty is named Hiccup. Probably. He climbed up my legs onto my lap yesterday, then up to my shoulder and turned himself around under my hair to perch facing forward. Then when he decided to get down I realized he was COVERED in cobweb from crawling under the bookshelves. Haha. As far as I know, my hair was unwebbed, but I did have a moment of "OH BABY WHY".

ETA:
Hiccup

The white ones are Roughnut and Toughnut, after the twins in How to Train Your Dragon.

It's been so nice here lately...


10. Do you have a pet? If not, post your dream pet or spirit animal or child.




Ninja Kitty!

We had a regular supply of black cats around here for a long time, with the silkiest fur and funniest quirks. I miss them.

I am not-so-secretly pining to have a cat of My Very Own, but it would be an indoor cat, and that may not happen until I have my own place.
Woe.

Brown Cow vanilla cream-top yoghurt with walnuts and raisins:
We have found a new height of bliss in cuisine. (Hunger is a beautiful thing when there is food to assuage it, you know?)
I don't even like raisins.

I just finished The Chaos King, sequel to The Wall and the Wing, pretty much my favorite middle-grade written in the last decade.
There is a certain sly humor that will never fit into any other genre or age range. Having young narrators and young readers just has certain possibilities.
Like the phrase, about a rival's decorated school skirt: the statue bit her "right in the sequins". You know what part of the anatomy she's talking about. It's never said. It's hilarious as Charlie Chaplin being dignified.

Also: "...had an overabundance of self-esteem. She had esteem poisoning."
*snorts with juvenile glee*



I found this while Googling for donkey images to put on petting zoo infosignage.
*gah CUTEATTACK*
I can't wait to meet a baby miniature donkey. It's on my list of to-do in life. ^_^