Ah Wimoweh, Ah Wimoweh


Ever since I cut my thumb open in the yard this morning, the cat has been hanging around me in an unusually solicitous manner.  He fools no one.  I know he’s waiting for me to weaken from the blood loss so he can spring on me.  Although it seems unlikely that he could take me in in a fight, I’m still planning on sleeping with my door shut tonight.Gratuitous 80’s pop beefcake. Tight Fit? Whatever you say sweetie.

About mrpeenee

A former bon vivant and terror of a number of New Orleans bars in the mad, gay 1980s, I'm now quietly retired and widowed in San Francisco. I have a crooked nose due to an unfortunate Frisbee accident.

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