Stygia: A phrase that's often heard around this household is, "Silly cats!" I am not sure why this phrase is referring to plural
cats, because look at me: I am
not silly! I am quite seriously beautiful.
There is another member of this household, however, whom could possibly be considered to be totally silly. Can you guess who that might be?
I knew you were smart, cause you guessed correctly: it's
ABBY NORMAL. My Tabby step-sister. Here is a little bit of evidence of her silly ways.
Yesterday she hopped up on the couch where I was having a nice afternoon snooze. At first, it was nice. She is warm, and she even helped me bathe my tail a little bit. But of course, she turned silly after a little bit and started biting me in the butt. We wrestled on the couch for a little bit, which was okay too, but finally I had to give her a good whap and find some other place to relax. Like in my cat-condo, where I can protect my butt.
Abby is a total catnip-junkie. You know how most cats pose all nice and neat and point their legs up towards the sky when they are washing their legs or feet? Well, for some reason, Abby does not do this when she is on a 'nip bender. As you can see from this incriminating photo, her method is to chase/attack her legs and then wash them once she has "captured" them. SILLY.
Abby: Does life imitate art, or does art imitate life? I don't know, but I do know that it's a fine thing to find a bag to rest a chin on, especially if it is a vaguely cat-shaped bag:
I didn't even realize Ms. C took this next picture of me, I was fast asleep after a furious round of catnip-induced frolic!
What, you want to see the frolic? Well.... ok:
