Try living with fur.

Seriously, people. You think you have it bad? How about a day in this heat as a tabby.

I know, I know, we’re all miserable.

Thing is, it’s only going to get worse.

Unless we do something about it.

For starters, get your human asses over to the nearest (air-conditioned) theater and see An Inconvenient Truth.

Seriously. I’ve got furry friends who can’t find any freakin’ ice flows to live on and this is pissing me off.

And if you think Angry Cat is bad news when she’s angry…

I hear Mother Nature’s got one hell of a set of claws.

(Check out more Weekend Cat Blogging over at Eat Stuff, and welcome back, Clare & Kiri!)

Since we here at Belly Timber are just too darned swamped to cook this week, we’ve decided to launch a new tradition:

Whine Blogging Wednesday!

That’s right. Forget the pairings and the earthy undertones and that three foot square terrior that’s so unique because it’s where old Vintner Joe buried the mule 45 years ago, it’s Whinin’ Time.

Go on. I’m sure you’ve got something to whine about. Share the love.

Here. I’ll start:

4:30 am wake-up call for catching the ferry out of town.
Far, far too many hours on the freeway.
More complicated logistics than you can shake a stick at.
and…
Five and a half days without blogging because Mrs. D’s ancient laptop is about as dead as Vintner Joe’s mule.

Cross fingers we can steal a moment on a computer while we’re away.

Meantime, whine amongst yourselves.