I knew the hairless jane was getting flustered sorting through those papers. Overnight I had to make a snap decision and decided to help her out by nominating a pile to remove. I vomited on that stack.

You’re most welcome.

Heaven scent into my sleep. One nostril tingling. Other luffing. Whole body whiffing, ribcage like a sail in high gusts of wind, even toes twitching. This can only mean one thing. Bacon.

And that border dispute issue. My colleague is getting overconfident. I am confined from my chair but I sense a shift of power imminent.

they are shredding the block into thousands of lick sized pieces.

So far as that planning I mentioned? I’m coming up with nothing. She’s undeterable. Terrible. Cocky. Year of the Rooster got into her or what? She came after me with a hissy fit that left me low running for cover and she went after me under the couch even. I can jump higher so up on the high window sill she let me be.

I don’t know what’s gotten into her. She won’t let me be. I sleep half-alert most of the time. I never know when a swat is going to leave a beadmark of red across my nose. She cuts me off and detours me when I go to eat. She is swaggering around the kitchen like she owns it. I own only the lily pad of path of where I walk. She permits me my cheese station at the end of the counter. And laps in the afternoon but evenings she’s mooching in to that too. This habitation isn’t big enough for all of us. Now if you’ll excuse me it’s time for my one eye open afternoon nap.

There has been an incident in this ongoing turf war.

The colleague has routed me. She hass gained domince of the chair. She has gained dominence of the food bowl. She has chased me around the evening and sent me to hiding on a high perch to nurse my scratches. She has come and pounced me in my sleep when I was on a secondary chair.

All this stress has made my sinuses act up. I retain territorial command of the simian lap spaces but evening this morning she hopped onto the long sofa, which she never does. She has a lot of weight behind her. I need some time to plot a repulsion.

A sCATteration iteration of links with a wink

Silly Cat
Pensive sill moment
Dancing Cat Video
pretend you lived with a cat

I was very happy to hear through the psychic cat-meld that the local Humane Society has improved the tempoary housing accommodations until new study-home placement.

Now instead of wire cages there is Hide-and-Perch boxes with a hiding spot to retreat to so we can choose when to be on display or survey from the upper ledge. There also is a new smell in the air of pherenomes released for more cheery ambiance.

Louder than red truck sirens is the rib spreading, content in simian as bedding throat to Mror mind clearing almighty rush of Purr. I can feel my burred rasp rattling off glass, boucing from the sharp and hard surfaces at various distances. I can feel it come back to me like an answered prayer satisfying the air. I can feel its sonic massage sinking through deep muscles of Hairless Tom, acting as a relaxant. I can sense it comes through me, resonate out to the canyons of neck hair right out to the rhythmically quivering tip.

Awww Cute!