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sometimes I'm glad I live alone. ie, when I realized just now that my habit of endowing my cats with spontaneous and ludicrous pet names has spiraled out of control.
any compounding of the words "pumpkin," "pookie," "woobie," "bear," "butt," or "face" has become...almost standard. it started as a joke with myself to mock them when they played the I'm starving and adorable or I'm adorable don't leeeaaavee meeeee cards, and then it just kind of. grew out of control. while I wasn't looking.
think they make a support group for that? I'm so ashamed.
then again, look at that icon. I defy anyone to tell me he's NOT my little pookie-ookie-butt-face. *cackles*
ETA: god, it's possible I've lost my ever-loving mind. I just sat here muttering "pookie-ookie-butt-face" and cracking up until Irving gave me a dirty look and jumped off the couch. his dignity. it's mightily wounded.
any compounding of the words "pumpkin," "pookie," "woobie," "bear," "butt," or "face" has become...almost standard. it started as a joke with myself to mock them when they played the I'm starving and adorable or I'm adorable don't leeeaaavee meeeee cards, and then it just kind of. grew out of control. while I wasn't looking.
think they make a support group for that? I'm so ashamed.
then again, look at that icon. I defy anyone to tell me he's NOT my little pookie-ookie-butt-face. *cackles*
ETA: god, it's possible I've lost my ever-loving mind. I just sat here muttering "pookie-ookie-butt-face" and cracking up until Irving gave me a dirty look and jumped off the couch. his dignity. it's mightily wounded.
