Don’t be mislead by the masthead. This blog has little to do with cats. It’s more about waste management. Shit must be handled properly. If disposed of in a cavalier fashion, it can poison the water supply, or be stepped in and tracked across clean surfaces. Hence the litterpan, an unpleasant device which serves a very useful purpose.

If you’re here, it’s either a.) because you’re curious or b.) you want to be here. You may be wondering what is with the emailing why not post a link? Excellent question. Family has the web address for Claw~less & Ball~less because I gave it to them. I don’t regret sharing, but I need a secluded location to write from first person, from my person without confining myself with censorship. If you are family, and you have found this url, as I have not taken efforts to conceal it, I respectfully ask you not to return. I have no intentions of sullying your good name or telling the world about your insert embarrassing ethical dilemma here. Like you, I need a place where I can sit in peace and contemplate life.

Patches’ website will remain in tact for now. He is the wittier of the two of us, and he has plenty to say. He will continue to participate in Poetry Friday and woo you with alcohol induced bad poetry and his attempts at clever illustrations. As of this posting, neither blog has any clear goals or target audience. I suppose we will be surprised by the results together.

If you’re wondering how I got here, you’re not alone, I’ve asked myself the same question. I have a fear of failing, so it seemed easier to fail under the assumed identity of a mammal with a brain the size of a golf ball who licks his own testicles. It’s a lower elevation to fall from grace. I bumped into a few limitations trying to project my voice through my ball~less, though wonderfully affectionate house cat. So it is time to grow a spine and speak for myself.