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Liz King
@lizking.bsky.social
I am not a Woman Who Runs with the Wolves, I am a Writer Who Naps with Her Cat.
Nothin’ but fluffin‘
December 13, 2025 at 2:41 PM
….entirely possible. *adds to ideas folder*
December 13, 2025 at 10:39 AM
You are *sharing* a cheese toastie.

(Or else)
December 13, 2025 at 10:30 AM
Our old kitty had very few teeth left - she used her gums to munch biscuits. Loudly. Watching her chowing down on a mouse was like watching a cartoon dude with a cigar, she gave them a nasty suck about the head.
December 11, 2025 at 8:05 PM
Congratulations! (It’s such a relief when you *know*)
December 10, 2025 at 1:52 PM
Daphne has exquisite manners (of course) - my madam would have already plonked a ginger paw into that.
December 10, 2025 at 1:47 PM
I’m not surprised. I just managed to burn my hand rather badly on a pan.🙁 I’m not impressed with my performance today either.
December 9, 2025 at 6:48 PM
Kitten Kong is large enough to maul a fair-sized tree as a scratching post.
December 9, 2025 at 11:27 AM
I always wish we’d had more Damar books. (and ‘Beauty’ was a formative book for me, realising you could retell the classics)
December 5, 2025 at 5:47 PM
🤤
December 5, 2025 at 5:27 PM
His worried little face, bless him - is it a lack-of-chicken crisis?
December 5, 2025 at 12:05 PM
…will it be *your* kidney, though?
December 4, 2025 at 10:20 PM
A Threefold Death? Nice.
December 3, 2025 at 9:27 PM
Attempting to consume chicken in this house without paying pussgeld, very much the same.
November 30, 2025 at 3:07 PM
Same:
November 29, 2025 at 6:30 AM