If a pillow slides down a chair, and a cat is not there to sit on it, does anyone notice? Fezzik witnessed such a furniture shift. and didn’t hesitate to take advantage; he now refuses to sit on the chair unless the pillow is horizontal.
If a pillow slides down a chair, and a cat is not there to sit on it, does anyone notice? Fezzik witnessed such a furniture shift. and didn’t hesitate to take advantage; he now refuses to sit on the chair unless the pillow is horizontal.
In the run-up to the long weekend, whose end I am simultaneously experiencing and mildly mourning, I was busy preoccupied distracted lazy and neglected to post photographic evidence of our encounter with a set of autonomous lawnmowers, which had been set loose on la pelouse de l’avenue de Breteuil, which I found somewhat surprising given …
The painters sent to repair the damage incurred during the Great Water Leak of August 2015 did not perform as expected; while they were supposed to have isolated the rooms being painted with plastic and tape, they did not. Nor did they move anything whatsoever back into place, clean up after themselves, or refrain from …
The water leak of nearly three years ago finally caught up with us, so we spent nearly the entirety of what should have been a lazy three day weekend for Victoire 1945 packing the cats up and shuffling the contents of our apartment around so as to make way for the repair work to be …
It would seem that I have internalized our seemingly-perpetual (I think we’re at four weeks) inability to get to Fontainebleu as failure, and in understanding this as a failure, I seem to have completely overlooked that we have, in fact, been getting out; our visit to musée Cognacq-Jay (Marco!) and the musée Picasso (oh god …
Accusations of anthropomorphizing their relationship aside, Vorenus has a friend. Said friend is a crow that perches atop the church steeple, cawing to Vorenus, who then takes his place on the top of the cat tree and proceeds to chat at said crow. Should several days without an encounter pass, Vorenus will sit on top …
Were I forced to make an assessment of the past couple of weeks, I would provide a single-word response. “Clusterfuck,” I would say, and then I would complain about how asinine asking me to sum up an arbitrary period of time is, because that’s typically how I respond to being asked to do these things. …
While the actual mistake was made almost three weeks ago, my decision to share the uneaten portion of a loaf of pralus bread with the pigeons has had, shall we say, repercussions.
In non-Marco-related news, we headed to the salon de l’agriculture this past Sunday. I’m not sure what made this year unique (perhaps the complete absence of fowl, owing to the H5N8 avian flu strain that’s resulting in mass culling in various regions), but it felt less like fun and more like a slog. I did not: give …
It is probable that, if asked, the Purrito would state that I have the palate of a child. Were I in said room, I would protest that I don’t have the palate of a child, and would proceed to flail in the argument until, in desperation, that I don’t know any kids that like wine, …
Fezzik In Paris 