
After 2 years of CD cases (see
here) we finally fastened the bottom of the cat net in a better way. And on the side there's a fence now.

We only finally did that because I wanted the net to go outside the flower boxes, so my cat could have a lawn, like my mom's cat.

I can't convince her to step on the soil.

That theater is pretty.

Even that wooden grating is gilded.

Mom's cat sitting on her lawn.

Me and BFF (that was a week before she was an ashole to me) in a café called Living Room.

Then we wandered homewards along a touristy route.

Color-changing fountains.

I felt mindfucked by these lanterns, because instead of yellow, the were shining in traffic-lights green.

Doomy cloud of doom!

Why yes, there's a pussy between my legs.