Big Day for Styx

Styx: Ms. C says I must be ready for my Big Day tomorrow. I have heard so much about how I'm going to be "so much happier" afterwards, but already I am not sure. She put the food bowls away at 6pm. What could this mean?

Styx: Don't I look like a good cat?

I don't know what is going to happen. But I'm not going to let that stop the fun! I have found new places to hide that confuse the humans. I ambush the other cats any time I can. I want them to PLAY with me!!

Mr. R says I have to learn proper use of my claws. Which means not using them. I am trying to learn, but I am a hunter and I need to use them when I go after voles and toy mice. Ms. R thinks I need a scratching post, but I don't even scratch at the couch. Maybe he is right though, a different texture might be nice to scratch.

Odds and Ends

Abby: I hid this morning. People drove around the outside of my home with a loud truck, and I didn't like it. It's ok to sit in the window during the thunderstorms -- I know the difference between the pleasant sounds of nature and the intimidating sounds of people!

So Ms. C sang loudly, which made me come out. And become playful and active with this thing she so kindly left out just for me:


Wanna try it, too?