Just a simple Caturday here in SW Missouri. The sun was out and Honey and Alice were soaking up some warmth. Alice is feeling much better, thank goodness. Kitty is feeling much better too but declined to come out for our little photo shoot this morning.
“What the heck are ya lookin’ at, maw?”
“I feel that wind blowing through my fur… Wait. No. I forgot maw shaved a lot of my fur off my backside cuz I was a matted mess.”
Smokie loves being out in the catio. I think she was “looking” for me. I asked her if she knew where she was, and Dad in all his silliness says, “She’s in the jungle baby!” If you don’t get the song reference then you need more rock music in your life!
Jack, well Jack is out and about. He gets to go outside the catio during the day. He was half wild and used to being outside when I adopted him. As I write this, I realize it’s almost dark out so I’d better get him inside.
My name is Alice. My day starts bright and early, with running back and forth across the house and in and out the cat door to the catio. I’m so glad Grampa and that other guy built the catio! I’m happy there’s a little door just for us! Can you believe it? We can come and go to get fresh air and see scary critters outside without actually being outside! It’s so fun! But not so fun when the scary dog-like monsters howl in the night. That’s scary as hell.
as we dash by. Jack is my friend. When he first came here, he was mean and I didn’t like him. But Mom broke him of that nonsense with that green vest she made him wear. I laughed at him, from around the corner of the room of course. Then when I knew he wouldn’t chase me, I was all bad ass like, “Come at me, bro. You’re not so scary now are ya?”
Today, they are leaving the house for an afternoon of what-I-don’t-know but Mom has the nerve to put me in charge! ME!? Doesn’t she know I want to sleep during the day? She expects me to keep the others in line? Ha.
us late. Especially when I have to listen to Honey Bear bitch and moan about it. That cat is always hungry! She’s a hefty broad, too! Mom says she weighs 17 pounds! I don’t know what pounds are but Mom says Honey Bear is the heaviest cat she has ever seen. She’s a WHOPPER!
Smokie just peed on the floor. Good thing Mom puts puppy pads down next to the litter box and it’s really, really a good thing that Mom doesn’t blame me. Since I’m in charge and all. I keep telling Smokie, “You poop in the box, why can’t you pee in it?” She tells me to STFU. “I’m blind, too. What do you expect?” It’s just an excuse. I’d like to kick her ass. I guess that’s what happens when you get old. Mom always says she’s getting old, too, just like Smokie. I hope SHE doesn’t pee on the floor!
Good thing, ‘cuz Kitty is kinda scary. She always slaps at us if we get too close. She growls sometimes too. I’m just glad she’s not too mean to me. She’s kind of friendly when she’s sleeping next to Mom. That’s when I squeeze between them to keep warm when it’s really cold. It’s been cold for a long time. What’s with that anyway?
