Terry is playing with me. I love to play -- more than any other cat here, I think. I am ever curious and ready for a game. I wonder if Himalayans are just extra playful.
Myst wants to know why everyone keeps looking at him with an analytical gaze. He wants them to know that he is happy, healthy and feeling fine, thank-you.
Here's Rocky again. I do not know how he can sleep that way. I would never hang off anything like that. I hope he wakes up very carefully!
Here's an older picture of Myst with catnip. It is said that 1 out of 3 cats is immune to catnip. I saw that. Buzzy (who has since passed away) was totally immune to it and could never understand why Dandelion and I loved it so much. Now Myst is just as crazy for it. I hope our pet humans grow a big batch of it this year.
I am just doing my morning bird check. All of us cats do. We live near a creek and often migrating flocks of dessert, er, birds land in the yard. I've told them a thousand times to come over here where I can catch them, but they never listen.
