I did a search on “cat driving.”
I like the steely-eyed look on this cat. Driving is serious business.

I did a search on “cat driving.”
I like the steely-eyed look on this cat. Driving is serious business.
In which mom hustles her kid out of the storm.
I’ve posted this before and I don’t care, I’m posting it again, because I adore this absurd image, and it’s exactly how I picture myself writing a novel if I was, in fact, a cat.
Dear Diary,
Why is it I sometimes freeze when it comes to writing, even on this blog where I have repeatedly demonstrated I have no issue sharing half-baked thoughts, ill-formed ideas and otherwise questionable content. Is it because I know the internet can supply me with an endless stream of cat gifs to substitute for that content?
I think that’s it, actually. I don’t have a solution for this, only a vow to try harder the next time the freeze happens, and to resist posting cat gifs in place of my own words, doodlings or videos of interpretive dance.
Sincerely,
Me
P.S. That said, here’s one more cat gif because why the hell not at this point: