A Long Time

Abby: Yes, it has been a very long time since we have written. TOO long. That is why I have such a grumpy face:

Abby Normal is grumpy.

However, we are very happy to report that all is well, here in the home of Abby Normal, Stygia, and Sticks! Everyone is healthy, warm, and very lazy. Okay, well, we don't LET Ms. C and Mr. R be too lazy, because we need to be fed on a very regular basis.

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Sticks: As you can see, I am an excellent guard-cat. This spot is not only the ideal place for me to survey the most important things that happen in my home, but it is also very comfy!

Toilet Cat, Sticks.

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Worm: Look at me. I am obviously the most gorgeous cat in this house. I am sleek, mysterious, and unlike Sticks, my fur is never unkempt.

Stygia, House Panther.

Tabby Tummy Tuesday

Before we get to the good stuff, Ms. C would like to share with you the reason why I have to wear this collar.

Here is a picture from a week before my operation. No, I am not squinting because of the camera flash, I am squinting because I am Having Bad Thoughts because I am sly! You see, I really, really want to bite that cord that I am hiding with my paw right now. I figure if I cover it up then bite it, no one will know what I am doing. Maybe I need to change my technique because for some reason, as soon as they tell me "no" and my eyes go all half-shut, they know I am up to something.

And yes, that was the face I was making when I wanted to pull at my stitches. I really thought I could get away with it.

Now, as requested, the tummy pic! You can see my frankencat stitches. I show my belly all the time when I relax, and I like to roll around when my people approach.

Ms. C apologises for not having a lot of new pics, but she has been trying not to bug me too much. Hope you are all having a great week so far!

I have Arrived!

Yes, I have Arrived to my wonderful new home!

According to my info-card at the SPCA, my name is "Abby" and I'm between 5 and 6 months old. I don't know if my new humans are going to let me keep that name. They said I have to earn my name, but then they admitted they like "Abby Normal," so the verdict is still out.

We had a wonderful afternoon and evening together! My human Mr. R patted me the whole way home, and I gazed up into his eyes for the whole ride home. My other human and personal secretary, Ms. C, already got a couple of wonderful portraits of my wonderful self. I am really comfortable with them already, I never even had to hide once they set me loose in my new home. I'm so comfortable around them that when they made some smoothies in the blender, well, I didn't hide for that either. I decided to watch instead.

I have been tasked with the awesome duty of keeping an eye on these two humans. I make sure I follow them everywhere they go. It's especially fun to run up and down the stairs, making as much noise as I can with all of my feet! I will let Ms. C write something about me now:

Ms. C: She is sleek and soft; her purr is (for now) quiet, and her voice-box is strong. She still believes she is a kitten, and pitches high her meows, her questions and demands, even though I have heard her full, more grown-up meow when she did not want to leave our arms at the shelter.

I am glad to be home!