Leaf Watcher

There are lots of leaves right now. Myst especially loves to watch leaves blow by and likes humans to bring one in for him to paw around. The weather is amazingly warm and we even have some green grass, but then this is Alabama.

Sleep and Play

Sleep. Sleep. Sleep. A very good thing. Last night, though, I wanted to play and Terry was thrilled to play with me. It had been a long time since I went over to the toy feather and wanted her to shake it around.

Gaining Weight

In the efforts to make sure I eat well, Terry is trying an expensive, fancy brand of catfood treats. Of course, she is careful and does not give me too much and leaves my regular food out, but its working. I like them. Wow, I just love being fattened up. Terry is envious that I am supposed to be gaining weight.

Sun is Good

Dandelion gets the best places in the sun, but usually there is enough leftover for me, too. Myst is not big on sleeping in the sun, preferring dark secret places like the chair under the desk. He likes the monitor so much that he gets pretty warm while Dandelion and I are too big and heavy to be comfortable there though we are pretty warm, too.

Getting Better

There is Myst again. Because he sleeps by Terry and her clicking box right where she works, he gets lots of clicks made.

I am doing ok. I was a little sick yesterday, but I have gotten over that and I was very demanding today for attention which Terry takes as a good sign.

Getting Even Better

The sun shines so well in our windows in the winter. I can't get enough of these rays. I took my daily trip to the vet to get my medicine and now I am glad to be home. I was brushed so well this morning and Terry was glad to see me actually pouncing on Myst, for a change.

Quietly Getting Better

Wow! Time flies when you are mostly sleeping. I got my staples out and I did not make a peep. In fact, I think my vocal cords were greatly reduced in power and I will not be singing in the bathroom much anymore. This makes Terry sad because now I have a very soft meow and she is used to long conversations with me. It's ok, I think. I am down to just one pill a day and I do not have to go on special catfood because I am too finicky of an eater. The vet just prefers I take a pill every day then eat what I want. That works for me, though I HATE pill taking times!