Hot Pink Freak

I’m terribly behind in the A-to-Z Challenge, thanks to being at GDC and Kingdom Con. Not just about the cons, but the sheer amount of email I received over two weeks. It’s slow going, so I figured I’d get back in the groove with a short and fun post. I’d like to introduce you to DoodleMan. Well, around here he’s DoodleBug, DoogleMan, DOOOOOOD, DUUUUUDREALLY?, DAMMITDOODLE, and AAAAUUUGHJERK. His real name is Snickerdoodle, given to him by his kitty Mama, Tatiana. Aka my step-young-adult-daughter.

Greetings. Do you have a treat handy?

DoodleMan likes to be in the center of everything, as giant neurotic orange and white cats are wont to do. As a matter of fact, as I write this, he’s just just jumped up on my keyboard for some scritchings. When the Hubster & I moved to Austin, Tatiana and Doodles came down, too. She went back to Seattle, but we all decided we’d keep him around as company for Bubastis. Anyone who knows the dynamics of all the kitties in our house(s), starts laughing about now.

Fresh water? Don’t mind if I do!

We have a morning routine together, and we started it back when I was doing remote Community work for Flying Lab Software and for BioWare. It involves me sitting down with a cup of coffee, and Doodleman coming to visit. This visit includes laying across my desk, cuddled up to the coffee cup. I’m always afraid it’s going to tump over. Our habit is now in place again, as I’m unemployed. As I look for work and send out resumes, he’s my constant morning companion.

‘Sup

Speaking of mornings, he also doesn’t like me to sleep too long. Obviously, we have many IMPORTANT things to do like SCRATCHIES AND PETTING.

“Good morning, Human”, said the cat on my chest.

Really, he’s a weird and funny cat. Who is kind of a jerk to the other cats. And us. But I wouldn’t have him any other way.

Shhh. Kitty sleeping.