Aacreep - Jonathan

Hello :), we know your thoughts on dogs Mista Gaiman, what about cats?

I went through a period of about twenty years when I never had fewer than five cats living in my house, and normally had about eight or nine, if you included the two mad sisters in the basement who did not mingle. And when the last of them but one died (her name was Princess) I felt like I'd been there for so many dead and dying cats, and had buried too many friends (not including Furball, who was hit by a car and I didn't find out about it until it was too late to find and bury her, although I hunted for her body along the country road for a day) and that I was okay in future with not looking after any more cats.

If I wind up living somewhere else that cats appear at my back door and move in, I won't throw them out, but I don't want to seek out more cats. Too many goodbyes, too many heartbreaks.

(And for that matter, it's been a little over a decade since Cabal died and I'm only now starting to imagine a world where, if I live somewhere else, I might possibly share my life with a dog again.)

A little “Birthday present” for the best actor and doctor which the world has ever seen :D Happy Birthday David Tennant!

THIS IS THE BEST AND THE WORST THING I HAVE EVER SEEN!

(via https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZtzrdXP527U)

The pickup line “did it hurt when you fell from Heaven” is actually informing somebody that you think they may be Satan.

Basically I’m Gay