Gaps, food and transvestites

Did you notice the gap in my week? Nobody came on Friday.

Meow?

I had to attack the rug alone.





I think They are trying to put me on a diet. I cry, and He feeds me more.

Meow!

The sound over at The Lady Boys of Bangkok makes it difficult to either work, sleep or purr.





I stare at them, but they do not stop.

Meow…