No… I mean literally. Welcome to a post completely devoted to how much more awesome our Battle Cat* (*armor sold separately) is than your typical house cat.
I have been sick as hell for the past couple weeks with an abscess in my jaw, and up to my ass in alligators at work to boot. So needless to say, I have been eating like a picky 5 year old (when you can’t chew, are running a fever, and can’t swallow from the swelling, ingesting calories becomes FAR more important that what kind of calories). I’ve worked out when I could, but mostly spent a lot of the time I wasn’t at work, drugged up on pain killers, anti-inflammatories and penicillin, asleep.
Needless to say, I cannot impart any particularly stunning information on what Jamie has been lifting and I’ve been living on chicken nuggets (which were one of the few things I could chew, but are not keto). So without further ado…
Here is Battle Cat.
Dad said you have to relax. 
She was snoring so loud she woke me up. 
This was Battle Cat’s solution to me falling all over the place after taking Tylenol 3 for the first time ever. Lay on my leg so I wouldn’t move.
POLLEN!!!!!!!!! *rolls around in it*
Bring Your Child to Work Day 
The AFTER when she got rushed by a bunch of kids.
The lioness prowls the savanna… 
Puss in a pouch at a car show..
Snoring behind the printer, sleeping off the nip hangover. 
I have not had nearly enough coffee for this shit.
What we come home to most nights.
Dumb dumb dumb post.
Thanks captain killjoy. We will immediately revert the page back to strictly educational content.
Or… not. Lol.
I almost named my cat Battle Cat, but at the last minute named him Renfield. Also… never thought I’d see Jamie smiling holding onto a cat.
Balor (or Cat as Jamie calls her) comes to work with him. She is, no joke, part dog.
That cat is Odin’s reincarnate, haha…
Tara, your posts provide comic relief and sometimes interesting info…while I like Jamie’s rants I have come to appreciate your efforts, keep it up.
How that cat is comfortable outside and being carried is quite impressive. I have indoor cats that would freak out or go feral if introduced too long.
Other than loud noises and kids, Balor is completely cool with being out and about. She goes to work with Jamie fairly frequently, and was fine in my office during bring your child to work day where there were kids AND a dog.
That has to be a bombay cat right? I had one growing up, they’re super chill, almost dog-like. They love to talk too. If I ever got another cat, it’d be a bombay.
She is actually a mutt. We adopted her from Morris Animal Refuge 6 months ago.
The cat is cool beans. Good stuff Tara.
https://www.msn.com/en-gb/news/happiness/men-have-no-friends-and-women-bear-the-burden/ar-AABlhnK?ocid=spartanntp
I don’t know about Tara, but I have no clue how this applies to anything.
It doesn’t but it may make for an interesting joint topic to discuss.
I can see that. We’ll add it to the ever-growing list, haha.