One Toad Photography
Today — Dad’s desk, mid-morning. I jumped up to sniff the glowing rectangle and blinked: there I was and not-me, a sprawled black-and-white cat on a wooden floor, all belly and lazy eyes. My tail went taut with curiosity. I ran to Bellatrix to show her. She yawned, kept clicking the thing smaller, and I […]
Today’s entries were heavy. I’ve been thinking about the pets I’ve lost—each one left a mark on my heart, and today that ache feels fresh. Puss n Boots was stolen from my apartment back in 2008. He was an incredible cat—friendly to everyone, always chasing lap time and asking for rubs. He had a way […]
Dear Diary, Let it be known: my butt is far too precious to touch concrete. I am not a peasant. I am Reggie the Regal, and I demand a throne. A plush one. Or, in a pinch, a conveniently placed animal. Today, I found the perfect solution: Hiro. She’s soft, warm, and surprisingly compliant when […]
These are the shot settings: Shot with a Canon EOS R3 RF100-500mm @ 324mm 25600 ISO f5.6 1/250s
Dear Diary, Dad came home today. My Teigean. My heart nearly exploded with joy when I heard his voice. I don’t know where he disappears to all week—some mysterious realm beyond the backyard, I suppose—but I miss him terribly. His snuggles are elite. His runs? Legendary. His bed? My sanctuary. I’ve been consoled by his […]
What alternative career paths have you considered or are interested in? I’ve thought about getting into the trades. Specifically, as an electrician. Even applied for an apprenticeship. I figure they’re in need right now and the extra knowledge would be handy.
Dear Diary, Life is good. I’m getting all the Reggie rubs I deserve, snuggles galore, and the occasional snack when I flash my “I’m the good one” eyes. Honestly, I’ve earned it. Especially after surviving another day with Bellatrix the Menace. Just the other day, I witnessed her dart under Dad’s foot while he was […]
What food would you say is your specialty? I love smoking briskets, ribs, and pork butts. I can provide a juicy, flavorful meal for your family. All types of ribs but baby back are probably my favorite. Briskets are one of my other favorites. I have it down to a science. Want some smoked meats? […]
Dear Diary, Today was almost my last. I was lounging innocently on the stair landing, contemplating the meaning of life (and kibble), when the chief prison guard thundered up the stairs like a rhinoceros in a rage. I swear on my last Temptations treat—I barely escaped with my tail intact. One more inch and I’d […]
Dear Diary, Something very strange is happening. Mysterious noises keep coming out of my butt. I’m not proud. I’m not even sure it’s me. At first, I blamed Hiro—she’s been smelling like expired tuna lately and everyone’s been talking about it. But then… the noises came when I was alone. LOUD noises. Like a trumpet […]
Dear Diary, It has come to my attention that everyone in this house is talking about how I “stink.” The betrayal. The audacity. The lack of foot rubs. I am a dignified elder, a former star of Hairy Kitten and the Chamber of Catnaps, and I demand respect—not rude commentary about my scent profile. Yes, […]
Dear Diary, Let’s get one thing straight: my butt is royalty. It does not touch the ground unless the surface meets my very specific standards of softness, plushness, and overall hiney luxury. Outside? Forget it. I sit on Arya. She’s warm, fluffy, and doesn’t complain (much). Inside? I require the finest blankets, cushions, or laps. […]