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June 2014

Donut. Hole.

I rode the bike into Hollywood just now to get a sandwich at the place I used to get breakfast at way back when I was a 9-5’r. God, I’m so glad I do t have a “normal” job. I love being my own boss. And right now I’m bossing myself into shoving this delicious sandwich, hot cocoa (and 2 donuts) down my poo-spewer. 

(my colon is gonna hurt later because of the making of this picture)

Cleaning out my hole.

I cleaned my entire place. Yes, it’s a “Tiny Home”, but it feels like it took forever. I also did laundry, which I almost never do because I wear the same sh*t over and over like a slob. And I don’t wear panties. And I’m always in flip-flops, so rarely ever dirty socks. And then I cleaned out the rats condo. And vacuumed up the cat hair. And adjusted the clutch on my motorcycle. And now I’m gonna poop.
Oh- NOW I see why I’m single…

StrayCatAlliance.org still hoarding cats…

I’m sad to say that one of the animal rescue groups I volunteered and worked for last year won’t do a thing about their own insane cat-hoarding (not to mention the numerous health hazards and laws they’re breaking). A few other rescues offered to help, but they were all ignored. And then the main minion called me “Pyscho” because I was pushing them to do the right thing.
Now, the City has been notified. I pray this forces them to start cleaning out that garage and find homes for these poor kitties… and that none are taken by the City. Because we all know what that will mean for some of them. 🙁
If anyone wants to help by Fostering any of these cats/kittens, please contact Christie Metropole or Avarie Shevin at StrayCatAlliance.org. I’m sure they don’t appreciate me pushing for them to find these 100+ cats proper living situations, but too bad- these are living creatures that deserve respect, in the least, not to mention love and proper care. Just because you take donations for animal TNR, doesn’t mean you should hoard cats in your garage (and use donations meant for helping stray and feral cats) to pay for you secret garage full of cats.
Ladies, call me psycho, but I think I’m more of an animal advocate.