Stitch Gets Into Trouble Again

I almost died laughing last night. I brought home a cooked chicken from the grocery store and Stitch Murphy got his head stuck in the packaging. I was in the kitchen and just saw him walk by with this enormous cardboard collar. His lazy ass was not even trying to get out of it. So I did what any respectable cat owner would do and picked him up to show Gar so that we could both heartily laugh at him (photo credit goes to Gar).

Stitch’s First Birthday

Hello my name is Stitch Murphy and today is my first birthday. Do you see the birds on the wall behind me? Well, the stoopid hoomins put them up and they are actually fake bird stickers. I’ve killed about five of them. Happy Birthday to me.

Stitch’s First Christmas

This is Stitch Murphy’s first holiday season and, shockingly, he is not terrorizing the Christmas tree or decorations. However, let me take this opportunity to tell you what he is doing. He is obsessing over q-tips. If he sees a q-tip he will manically try to eat it. The last time he got a hold of a q-tip I accidentally left the bathroom drawer open for a moment and he dove into the q-tip box. I chased him around the house, pulled him out of the closet, and grabbed half of a q-tip out of his throat… I never found the other half. He is also chewing cords of all kind. Finally, and this one is my favorite, he is obsessing over Mr. Kitty’s food which is located up high on top of a cabinet in the bathroom where Stitch’s uncoordinated derpy ass cannot get to. He obsesses over it so much that the other morning while I was getting dressed he tried to jump on me and climb me like a tree to get to the food bowl. My stomach looks like I got slashed by Wolverine. On the bright side, I’ve heard of people with cats who can open cabinets and/or fridge doors… glad that’s not happening.

Creeper Cats

Every morning when I work out the cats are super creepers. Kitty sits by the tv staring and Stitch sits on the coffee table staring… Just staring.

My Life Goes To The Dogs

This is my life every morning. I get up, get ready, and sit down to do a little bit of work before going in to actual work and the dogs do this. The little dogs play constantly either with each other or Stitch Murphy and Loki tries to be a lap dog.


I just finished taking care of my mom’s dog Darla at my house while my mom was out of town. She is on the left couch pillow above Stitch Murphy and next to Freya. Its funny how the little girl dogs do some of the same exact things. Darla can be somewhat dog-aggressive but when she is with my dogs she’s an angel and never shows aggression of any kind. I like having her over for extended visits. When you have three dogs already, throwing another little one in the mix is hardly noticeable.

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