My colleague has discovered she has a tail. True, I can see why, if you will pardon my cattiness for a moment, why this eluded her. She is, shall we say, plump in a Garfield sort of way. Her hair is coarse. He tail is kinked and more narrow than befits a cat. More like a mouse tail really. it’s no wonder she disowns it.

What did she do now you wonder? She was vexed. ( I wonder if it had anything to do with my hiding on the table and pouncing her as she entered the room, again?) Her tail was twitching. She then saw it in her peripheral vision and gave chase. Which, you’ll admit isn’t uncommon. She cauight it. Normal. That she bit it. That she yowled in pain and surprise as a consequence. That a few minutes later she did it again. An interval passes and again a yowl.

The simians threw a pillow at her. I threw a prayer;
Please, give me another assignment Cattess Mror? That or patience of oaks?

My colleague. What can I say. I despair over her but try not to. Darwinian selection has been exceptionally kind to her in that she is so many moons and yet not dead yet.

She has been sounding off the “no food” alarm to the simians incessantly, (and silly sod I can be, I belived her). I didn’t check for myself. When I did check finally, I saw the altar was full to the brim but *moved* two cat lengths towards sunrise — she couldn’t sniff it out?!

I let her work it out at her own pace and ate my fill this morning in peace without her head butting in. She was too busy hammering to get fed to notice my crunching it down in the other room.

I did not board the lap for this ride. I came for undivided attention, arriving when the couch was clear of books, papers and computers so I could mentor you on *being*. Having the hairless tom bring you a computer means I’m gone. Get the pattern hairless kit? You work on computer, conversation stops between you and him. You work on the computer attention from me stops. Life is too short to do more than one thing at a time.

They seem to think it’s payback for all the times they have stumbled in on me in private moments but its nothing so intersocialI like to watch them rid their body of wastes now and then just as a reminder to myself that we aren’t so different, the simians and I.

Sometimes it is very easy to relate to my charges. They say the best part of the night, went to bed past 2 am, raised themselves to see orange dawn and now, come mid afternoon they are siestaing, slumped in a sleepy tangle on the bed with my colleague. I don’t know what the occasion is but I think I’ll join the quiet snooze party.

The rain drizzles like drowse
I gather my nose and feet
pile them together out of the way
my dreams blaze and I rise
smoke into the space
between stars

The simians seem to be developing if not an ear fetish then an extraordinary curisity and attachment.

How is this news? I’m not speaking in my capacity as xenobiological observer – I don’t mean to each other’s ears. Sucking and grooming of each other’s ears seems to be a core bonding ritual that takes the place of the more discreet butt sniff among cats. (and our way gains us far more information far quicker I might add).

Their interest seems focused on my ears. I know that my ears are particularly appealing with their flecks of color, their grey freckles inside but really, they are quite sensitive.

I don’t see any reason for this daily creme. Do they look like they are wrinkling? It’s confounding my logic.

Thanks and welcome to all my visitors who came in searching for telekenesis. I should have some more stories up on that before long. It’s a bit quiet here. I should have some spare to spirit away.

They went to bed early with no moaning or anything so right about now they should be in their deep sleep cycle. The perfect time for me to mosey in and grab an abdomen or two as a heated nap area

I remember being small enough to nestle in a shoe like this. My but aren’t the kits cute? but if you want smart and responsive you won’t find it in most tubs of these babies. Uncommon smarts comes to few. They are with Cuty Boy in Dubai. Now that’s someone who is using all his brain power.