You leave separately. You come home seperately and smell of different foods and places than one anotehr.

What is common? You both have winter breath in your coats. Once they warm to room temperature I can sneak a nap on them.

No, don’t put that away. The chair was good.

Oh well, at least I can commune by wrapping around your ankles for a nap. Is that good with you too?

Ah, yes, light-colored hardcover. I wholeheartedly appove. Excellent choice. Much easier for me to use that as a gum-stimulator than that dark softcover you were holding for me before.

[oh how embarrassing. My posting operation was incomplete. Here we go:]

Miranda is out there. She comes scratching and sniffing at my door with her person but my people are still asleep. I go to the door adn see if we can exchange chemicals through the crack.

snow:
Nose prints made
on the window
one at whisker level
other 140 cm up

I stroll the perimeter
of the mattress
check breathing
nursing love

I wish I had bigger feet. I t is hard to stomp about with such dainty toes (as you may remember from the earlier photos).

It is hard to show jsut how annoyed I am with the whole food selection and attention ratio I’m getting when I’m so plain adorable. Not adorable mad, hear me? see me, mad. No my whiskers aren’t cute. Grrr.

Look, I’ll show just how much I dislike the soft food. See this kibble. You have driven me to kibble folks.

You ever run around the room doing catithentics and misjusdge speed and velocity and boink off of a window?
No, me neither.

Have you seen the rate-me site for hefty felines?

I’m not there naturally. I’m F. Cat as in Finnicky not as in Fat.

Ew, I am not feeling so great.

I feel a certain backward mouseness moving in the throat here.

G-g-g-gag, hack, cough, cough COUGH

has it ended?

nope, here comes….

hairball!!

Yes, computer, very nice, tap, tap, tap.

I can tap, tap, tap too on your shoulder, your leg, where do you want it tom?

I want, have I mentioned in the last 30 seconds – night meal.

Now would be good.

I’m sleepy today. My main exercise has been one rip-brrripping after that chunk of sardine. Other than that it’s been sleep on pillow, sleep on chair, sleep on couch, sleep on windowsill, sleep on floor, sleep on other chair, sleep on lap.

And for non-cat readers who drive those metal-noise boxes? Here’s a picture to remind you, Watch where you park!