I’m trying out a new strategy for bi-daily cleaning. I’ll store up then let go with a stinky a few minutes before the tom comes home from work. That way he’s sure to want to clean out teh litter box. The smell has long enough to spread, but not so long as to bother my delicate nose. Think it will work?

There’s this bright, spidery-looking thing bearing a slight ressemblance to kibble when thrown but do not be fooled. It too is part of an orange. Beleive my burning nose.

You know how when you’re hasing a ball and coming near the wall so you let your claws out to grab the carpet…?

Did I mention there’s no carpet?

Ahem. Difficult to walk away with dignity after that volume of body slam into the wall.

I must say, it’s been eventful. They locked me in a wee room for a while. The carpet was missing. (Did they think I would eat it in my nervous state?) When they released me to explore my new place, I found it was missing all carpet. No wonder they bought that one earlier. Luckily the view still holds pigeons and is on the flight path of many birds. Windows are bigger too. Lots to see. Must go patrol.

You were right, right, right.

I should have read the signs. We’ve moved again.

I don’t know which is worse of the process, the computer being last to come, or leaving me in that empty box, or putting me in that tiny box and abducting me.

At least my furniture is made ready for my welcome, unmarred of my markings for the most part.

My first task was to re-mark everything thoroughly.

Something distinctly odd going on here. Things, my sleeping things included are being put in boxes. Some sleeping furniture is missing.

I think I’ll hide in the bathtub.

You’ll be glad to know that home is secure. I am still on duty. I am alert and call the all clear, bi-hourly.

What’s with the pillow thrown my way?

You sweet souls. You think I should rest from duties?

No, sweet creatures. Never mind my comfort. I will not sleep on night watch.

Cleaning onesellf is important but the old tongue needs a rest doesn’t it. Try this tip. Pull your behind on the floor by walking with your front legs only. That should get the worst of it off so you don’t have to lick. bonus tip. Don’t do this when humans are around. They don’t seem to apprecaite the efficiency.

A flush of pigeons came so close to the window that I could nearly hear the wind between their flight feathers. Not a leap away were they, but unfortunately, the glass, the glass, and so they passed.

Yes, that’s about all that’s happened today.

Apart from the pair of strangers and whole delivery of empty boxes thing. Something for me to play in.

If your son would ask you for bread, would you give him a snake?

And yet when your noble partner cat stands at the food dispensing counter, you lower her a banana?

Pshaw.