The O'Beast has taken to sleeping in a new spot,
since Cattitude and Kitten have taken over the cat beds.
I have to say that he is at least creative in his
sleeping arrangements.
Cattitude's small infection in her nether regions from about a month ago
cleared up nicely. During the healing process she was forced to wear
what The Socialist referred to as her "Cone of Silence".
I assure you, the cone really wasn't all that silent. During this period,
Cattitude took to sulking at the window. I think she thought
the slats hid the millstone around her neck.
Cattitude's "Cone of Silence" really was rather oversized for her.
I have no idea why our vet decided to give her the rottweiler version.
Second thought, maybe I do have some idea. Anyhow, it was so large
we had to make some arrangements so that she could eat and drink while
wearing this monstrosity. Kitten was fascinated by the high rise feeding
strategy, and took more opportunities to play with it than Cattitude did.
What is fast becoming a typical end-of-day shot, with O'Beast and Kitten
deigning to share the back of the same sofa. Actually, it is Kitten
who deigns to share the back of her sofa; O'Beast actively seeks her out
like a younger brother who needs to make sure his little sister is OK.
Little Sister is usually just fine, thank-you very much,
and this pleasant scene usually degrades to
feline fisticuffs within fifteen minutes or so.
Have a good Turkey Day, all out there that are celebrating it. And a good normal day to the rest of you!
Power corrupts. Absolute power is kind of neat.
-- John Lehman, Secretary of the Navy, 1981-1987