"Ah, I drank. Insatiably I drank.
But I was filled up also, with too much
world, and, drinking, I myself ran over." - Rilke
This is a blog dedicated to my few hedonistic delights, so expect a lot of John Simm, David Tennant, tongue-in-cheek objectification of the human form, and smutty gifs. And the rare moment of substance.
In real life, I'm a quiet, socially repressed, asexual academic. You can call me toodlepip or V.
I maaaaay have committed to adopting a rescue kitten. I’ve been waffling over getting a cat or dog this summer while I’m off work, but I got in to the office today and a colleague has picked up two kittens that were abandoned. They look about 4 weeks old. The one I’d have chosen has been scooped up, but the other is also adorable and I maaaaay have said that I’d take her once she’s firmly off the bottle or on solids.
So. Now I’m freaking out. Not only have I never had a pet solo before, but I’m worried about leaving her at home alone on my long days at work, since I have a month left before my break. I’ve been told she’ll be ok in a small kitten-proofed room. I might be able to either pop home mid-day to check in or even bring her to the office (but that’s not certain).
Anyhoo. I’ve always wanted a boy pet, so I’m stumped for name ideas for this lil’ orange-ish girly fluff ball. Any suggestions?