Maxopotamus from every possible angle

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I spent most Wednesday mornings hanging out with our cat. Since he spends the other weekday mornings making his hurt-feelings face and Marge Simpson sounds because I’m busy getting ready for work, Wednesday is the day that I try to make that up to him. It’s also the day that I use to get as many housewifey chores out of the way as possible. Housewife Wednesdays are my favourite day of the week.

The mornings always start slowly, full of optimism. Sometimes those long mornings stretch into the afternoon, and then Scott gets home from work and it all goes downhill from there. I’m not saying today won’t go like that (anything’s possible!), but I know I got a ridiculously huge task out of the way: I finally put more pictures of Max on Flickr.

I used to take pictures of everything. EVERYTHING. Mostly Scott. But also everything. That habit waned a bit, and now I only take pictures of cats, bands, and food, just like a good Internet Person, but I’ve still got this backlog of various pictures that I want to put up, but never get around to organizing. I’ve still got a few happenings from this year and last (and anything before that can suck it), but the cat pictures were the most colossal and daunting of computer-related janitorials.

Behold!┬áThe early pictures of him melt my widdle heart because he’s become such a grand fluffy beast since then. I’m going to go find him and give him a little kiss on the top of his head. And then I’m going to do some dishes.