No Dignity

Stygia: We are back in business, now that Ms. C and Mr. R are back from celebrating a very late Christmas with Ms. C's parents. We even got some presents!! Wasn't that sweet of them to think of their grand-cats? We will have to show them to you in the upcoming days.

Hee hee hee, look at this photo our mom captured of Abby sitting on Mr R's chair. Not very dignified, is it? There is really nothing dignified about her. Sometimes I wonder if she really is a cat at all. What do you think?

I enjoy spending time in our own chair next to Ms. C's, getting all of the attention I deserve. When I am happy, which is often these days, you can see how I smile:

Ms. C went out for a walk and brought back this evidence from the patio that we, too, get visitors outside our home. But we never see them! What kind of visitor do you think these tracks are from? We think they are from an Other Cat.

Calm before a Storm

My day often starts calmly. Like before a storm. You can see here, I am appreciative of the fact that Ms. C has returned my regular table to my Spot between her and Mr. R's desks. She has painted it fresh for me. It's glossy now, like my fur. Don't you think I look good here?


After that moment of repose, I find out that the monstrous cat condo is trying to claim one of my furrymice! I rescue it, as you can see I've retrieved it from the upper maw and am delivering it to the floor:


I often find that somehow, my furrymice end up in Mr. R's shoe! I work very hard to retrieve it from this place:


I always have success. And as you can see, I smile as I receive praise for all of my accomplishments from Ms. C: