The moment I hit send on this I noticed one of the kittens playing with something under a rug. I thought it might be a little piece of plastic, so I reached in to take it away…

…nope, cricket.

😫

(I’m in the just make it a fixed date camp)

Also, Mrs. Banks is a badass

The next lyric is “Take heart! For Missus Pankhurst has been clapped in irons again”

She runs in talking about how a woman chained herself to a politician’s carriage and another woman was carted off to jail

:singing along to Tuppence a Bag:

What was this woman’s vocal range?

Vet: maybe Bob eats too quickly

Bob eating:

(Yes, this is for a single kibble)

He’s such a good lil guy

So here’s Bob, my squishy kitty 😍🥰

Well, it didn’t go away. But the kitty acts like a completely healthy kitty.

So he had a checkup yesterday.

Diagnosis: “that’s just how he’s shaped I guess”

🎊🪅🎉

This conversation just gets worse and worse

Oh. Oh no.

My sister says, “I feel seen…and attacked.”

I feel like loaf choices and recipes have improved since 1989

I feel like being born in India makes the lack of seasoning much more egregious

Oh dear. Is it bad that I’m kind of curious

Yes, this is a much better time for that. Thank goodness

…the amazing coincidence of your last name and this story! 😆

Like we are on a sister’s trip right now in this moment and the other day we were talking about loaf.

My oldest sister was vegan when she was a young adult in the late ‘80s/early ‘90s. She offered to make a vegan main to go with the turkey one year. She called it “loaf.” I don’t recall what was in it because I was ~8 that year.

We still regularly tell her we’re still digesting loaf. I’m 44 now.