Home On A Rainy Day...

Monday was a holiday here. As the weather was wet from about midnight until 7 PM or so, it was a great time to catch up with laundry, bills and an assortment of other odds and ends. Never to be left out, the felines hammed it up, and Jacob made a show of nesting in the dryer, despite protestations and laundry.

Angel, always one for attention, closed her beautiful blues as this was snapped...She was a wee bit grumpy...And, yes, the laundry did dry...in time.
The plaque behind her head says "Because I'm the cat, that's why."

What Can I Say?...

I don't yet have the results from the lab for the blood work...

All is quiet at Chez Moi but for an occasional sneeze from my gentleman cat who, it seems, has assumed all rights to the pillows and my side of the bed. This bed-hogging coincided with several visits by someone who will not be coming by any longer. It is as though my male cat is daring me to sleep on the opposite side so that there is no room for anyone extra, apart from his sister cats who sleep at my feet, in the bed.

A bit of jealousy, perhaps? A protective instinct?

Apart from this recent aberration, this moggie is an agreeable sort. A tuxedo or bi-color, at nine, he is on the cusp of feline old age while retaining his curious and playful nature. He tends to vocalise, often calling to me if we are in different parts of the flat. I have read that one should carefully observe a cat's reaction to strangers...Perhaps he picked up on something that I did not with my now former friend. There must be some truth to the belief that tuxes are often smarter than other cats. In this case, he may have even been a bit smarter that his favourite human. If only he could cook, clean and do housework...

I'm off to hospital for my work out, hoping to beat the late day summer rains common in this part of the world.

I'll also be making a few changes to this blog as time permits between projects.


Until Next Time...