Frankendoggy

On this windy Welsh night, Casey could not convince the humans to throw his rubber star, so instead he used it as a back scratcher and showed the humans his ass. A little while later and about a foot away, we witnessed the best known use for a flexible cat.

Instead of the usual owls hooting, I hear the wind howling and I'm reading messages about the annual Dumpster Derby back home, which I blipped a year ago. Also, Philadelphia is about to be hit with a "Frankenstorm," so I'm missing some action blips but having a wonderful, cozy time at Chez Ceridwen.