A Good Sleeping Spot

Our pet humans still pick up a paper sack from the grocery store now and then, for obvious reasons seen here.

Checking Out the New Arrangement

When a shelf got moved into a new room, naturally it needed a thorough cat inspection.

What is that?

Something out there needs closer investigation, Myst is thinking.

I am Sitting Here. I Don't Care if its Your Spot.

Yes, Myst usually sleeps here but today, I just happen to like this spot and I sat here first.

Myst was feeling a little territorial and came up to sit here and show me that this was HIS spot. So here we sit in uneasy comfort, nevermind Terry, who put her hands on her hips and said, "That is MY spot!"

Utter Contentment

Myst has the humans well trained to care for his every need. He says being cute goes a long way to getting what you want around here such as a good body massage.

Better Than TV

Just watching the family hustle and bustle around. This room sure smells good.

Just Using Strategy

Myst was after me! Or I was after Myst (by this time, I have forgotten). I quickly jumped to the most strategic place in the house - the middle level of the cat stand here. Nobody can paw my back or my tummy from here. This position is pretty much unconquerable.

As you can see, Myst is stymied. As soon as he looks away I will reach up and paw him from my very strategic position here.

No, Thank You, I am Fine Out Here

This is my bed in the garage. Actually, I have 4 beds out here if you count the recycling bin. Terry thinks the garage is a little cool (though its insulated and part of the house and used as a library) and she thinks I should be inside.

When she opened the door and looked at me today, I showed her a slightly annoyed look and a firm refusal to move. I have a nice thick fur coat, a soft bed and what Terry does not realize, is that the sun will shortly be shining in the window and directly onto this bed. I will be ready.

The Best Place to Sit

Myst's favorite spot on the sofa is, naturally, exactly where Terry likes to sit. Often, its prewarmed.

Warmed Seats are Good to Find

Our humans are so well-trained. They sit in a seat until its warm, then get up for a moment and let us cats take over. (Nevermind that they come back with a drink in hand and say things like "Hey! Where did you come from?")

Playing

Just roling around in the chair, clawing it upside down and other fun.

Myst Knows Where to Sit

Myst learned quickly where the warmest place in the house was located. He considers himself a "Carpal-Tunnel-Prevention" tool.

New Computer

I did a lot of waiting last week.

We got a new computer and it crashed a lot and needed some fine tuning, Terry says. I am not sure what that means except I could not blog and Myst did not have his warm monitor bed until now. We are both MUCH happier, not to mention Terry being very happy.