The night is clear
Moonlight sears
my whiskers,
tremble before
the glory of Mror
a purr rises as
morning stream
from the earth
out of me comes
an small tremoring
earthquake of joy.

I just had a good run about.
I am happy. You know happy,

Remember the five simple rules to be happy:

1. Free your heart from hatred.

2. Free your mind from worries.

3. Live simply.

4. Give more.

5. Expect less.

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It really is obscene how much fun I can have waiting for that fly to land and swattting at it. It is especially fun when it lands on the jane or tom. Then I can pat and have a perfect excuse. They are getting well trained. At my pat they don’t notice the fly (what are their hairs for anyway?). They go check my food, water and toilet and come back again. The fly lands. I swat and we go round again.

btw, Beau you said Edsel the pooch doesn’t have his comments set up. Where are yours hiding?

I don’t beleive in magic and yet after my colleague exited scene amid much scratching and bloodletting showing her feral past, a fly replaced her. My colleague has been away overnight and so I play with the fly, swatting and pouncing it. It works for me.

I like it when tom or jane wear long things like a robe or long skirt or blanket. That way I cam sit on the edge of sitting on and sitting apart from.

You should have seen the way Ms. Zhou took on the whole evade box thing. Normally she’s nice – but how she fought, That’s brave. Even if she did lose the battle. she shouldn’t worry her damp toe-pads about it. The people are nice at the doctor.

Let’s see. I tried rubbing up against legs. I tried using their bodies as bridges. They were too absorbed in their respective screens. What else could I try?

When jane paws at him here, she gets his attention quickly and he turns red. What if I do it?

What do you mean “shoo”? All that flapping is not a very dignified response.

And, love the horns, Beau.

I’m clever you know. Remember how that blood technician bandaged me and I had it off before we even got home? Remember the great tuna incident? Remember all the times I maintained power in my court by nimbly evading capture and looking at you from where you couldn’t reach me?

You think you can shut me out of the room? I’m like hope. When a front door is shut, I come in a window. Or in this case the master bathroom door.

Jane gave me a spoonful of tuna. Nice.
She left the can unattended on the counter. Nicer.
I managed to sneak up on it lick the can clean of tuna juice and half of the meat without being discovered. Nicest of all.

Fairly quiet on the homefront today. Neighbour’s dog was loud. That upset the cat down the hall, but then, every person walking by sets that kitten off.

In food news, we got served a delectable amount of tuna.

In answer to my commenters question. I would never deliberately throw litter out of the box myself. I have deliberately gone outside the box, but that is only due to the lack of diligence on the part of my cleaning staff. I have a sensitive sense of smell you know.

In other news, ForwardedFunnies has some new Adorable animal photos