I don’t have anywhere or anyone else to share my ever-growing collection of Critter pics, so here’s three. Thanks in advance for tolerating my “proud parent” psychosis.

Critter thanks you! He seems to be astounding in just about every way. I’m vonvinced every decent human being should should have a cat.

Thank you! He is loved, and probably spoiled. As am I now.

That makes three of us so far! I think this is how to start a cult. Regardless, Critter appreciates your devotion.

Thank you! As much as we took him in, he took us in just as hard. He just needed a house to build his small colony.

Thanks for the excellent tip! My wife has had cats before, one notable long haired, and was familiar with the necessity, but not clear on frequency or suggestion of professional assistance. We’ve been using pet wipes in the few times we found a necessity. He keeps himself really clean, which I find admirable as a mildly OCD clean freak myself.

Thanks! You’re not kidding. Not to sound sappy, but in my late 40s now, I’ve been hitting that midlife existential crisis button hard for several years. Thinking about success, legacy, mortality. Devil’s plaything thoughts from lack of living. Since Critter showed up, I can’t recall having those thoughts.

He gives the best cuddles already, so I can’t wait for weighted blanket level snugs from a monster kitty!

I had hoped to net a groundhog with the rule, but Critter will suffice 🙂

Thanks for all the RL advice! We’re a child-free couple (I have an estranged one from a previous nightmare), so we’re probably already oversensitive to all of his needs. Being my first pet, and a kitten at that, learning how activeness can escalate from 0-10 immediately has been a experience. Yesterday, he was just chillin’ and I was convinced there was something wrong. He reminded me that I was being oversensitive by pouncing on my arm and playfully gnawing the heck out of it.

Vet thinks he may have some Norwegian Forest Cat in him. Stray, so who knows.

Wildlife love our backyard. We’ve had a family of groundhogs, skunks, raccoons, oppossums, gorgeous arrays of birds, specifically geese… lots of geese.

I adore these animals for no good reason, so much so I donned the house in cameras to catch their goings-on. It’s essentially a 24/7 parade of cute.

So my dumb rule. If any of them ever want to willingly enter our home AND allow us to bathe them, they can stay.

Not only did Critter essentially invite himself in, he also allowed us to give him a Dawn dishsoap bath in our bathtub (figuring if Dawn is safe for ducks, this lil fella would be fine). Not only did he allow this, he didn’t make a sound, fight back, or anything. Just a peaceful little wet mess of fur (with gigantic paws). Wrapped him up in a towel (tossed in the dryer for maximum warmth) and sat on the deck under the afternoon sun when he dried/rested. Even with the rule, we decided on a 2 week trial. That lasted less than a day.

Nothing exciting, but the probability of it all atop the impact his limited time with us has had. Just a lovely critter.

To a degree, kinda. Primarily responsible for technology onboarding and training as well as consulting. Subject to whatever the suits want pushed on employees. Been doing it for so long, I can’t think of any other work fitting to my current lifestyle (work to live) to know any better. Pays the midlife hell bills, leaving enough for leisure.

Made me gag. Well done!

COVID played a major part in my mother’s death, so I feel comfortable saying I welcome the hentavirus to our country. If all goes poorly, maybe it will take care of some of our more troublesome septuagenarians. 🤔

I get paid to encourage people to use it at work. I’m a problem, creating more problems to solve my own problems.

Easy miss on Thomas. They lightened his skin tone in the comic to better reflect his perceived race.

83% of commonly used household items could defeat this man. Versus a motion activated trash can? Fucker ain’t got a chance.

Hollowed eye sockets beneath the sunglasses. With eyes removed, no more notifications.

My parents smoked Reds indoors their entire life. I essentially smelled like an ashtray throughout childhood until I moved out for college. Even experienced respiratory issues throughout high school sports. Used to have to borrow my grandma’s portable O2 tank to use for practice breaks. I feel this, and I hate it.