Well, what did you expect?
Business cat is such an asshole.
Such impossible standards for us girls! :(
It’s funny that this is the first thing I think of when I go outside… finding me a good Tauntaun.
Hold up a minute… that’s not his name…
Today I’m thinking in particular about my grandpa, Augustus “George” Nickerson. Born in Clark’s Harbour, Nova Scotia, he was a son of the late Augustus and Jennie Nickerson. Grandpa was a veteran of the Second World War serving on HMCS Victoriaville as a torpedo man. He was part of the Naval party that boarded the German submarine U-190 and escorted the U-boat into Bay of Bulls, Nfld. upon their surrender. He was the kindest, funniest, most intelligent man. I miss him every day, and I thank him for his service in the war. Lest we forget <3
When you don’t know what to be for Halloween, just be a cat. Can’t go wrong with cat.