Good company > no company > bad company.
Cat company > good company > no company > bad company.
BUT ALL OF THEM ARE POWERLESS AGAINST MY INVINCIBLE STAND, SHEER HEART ATTACK
Bad company and I won’t deny
Bad, bad company 'til the day I die, oh, yeah
'Til the day I dieBut bad company was the best Battlefield
You forgot >EZ company
Spend the holidays with family: valid
Spend the holidays
alonewith your cats: ALSO valid!Or spend it with friends if you have some
Hell yeah. My husband and I have the best holidays because it’s just us and our cats. No drama, no stress. Kinda like what a holiday should be.
our cats
no drama
I’m having my doubts…
Ok fine there is always a little cat drama but they figure it out much quicker than humans.
WE CATS DO LOVE OUR DRAMA
OP MUST BE A NEW CAT OWNER, BECAUSE THAT’S CAT OWNERSHIP 101, JUST LIKE WITH CARL AND HIS PANCAKE FIASCO THAT ENDED WITH HIM IN THE HOSPITAL.
I’M STILL NOT SORRY ABOUT THAT BY THE WAY 💜
goddamnit donut
I just realized I don’t give my cats turkey cat food on Thanksgiving OR Christmas.
I’m a monster!
I feed my dog better than I eat half the time.
If it’s Christmas, my cat gets reindeer.
Do you put bear traps on the roof or an AA turret?
Mine get grandma
Aw shit you just cracked the ice on Mariah’s prison
FUCK I DIDN’T MEAN IT. I’M SORRY
The cat doesn’t look happy with the arrangement.
The cat is upset about the different food.
The cat doesn’t support colonialism or its holidays, unless it’s cat colonialism.
Can’t help but agree with that, except I replace cats with my siblings. Cutting contact can be among the best things to do for one’s metal health.
Sibling kinship can be pretty pretty based. They often know and agree what’s up
I do miss my mom, but then I remember her doubling down on being a conservative despite her gay son having nearly been killed in 1999 for coming out in HS. You can’t argue with stupid, and you can’t indulge it either.
Both my wife’s and my fathers died within a year of each other. Christmas is just us and moms now and it’s… a lot better. Good food and no drama.
Your wife’s what and your two fathers?
Column B for me. Yeah, when I think about it too much it stings but so much better than anxiously hoping things go well and consistently blowing up in my face.
Choose peace on the holidays. Set boundaries and walk away if boundaries are ignored.
More affordable, less yelling 😄
It’s easier that way. Much, much easier.
Thanksgiving is generally me, husband, twin. Twin works on Thanksgiving (hopefully, cause it’s extra pay) so I’ll make a turkey, mashed taters, rolls. It’s much calmer than the holidays we spend with mother and her new family.
Hell yee, get it! (And by “it” I mean mean self-reliance and mental health!)
