Comings and Goings

It's been hard to keep track of comings and goings around here. Sue wasn't around for awhile, then she was back. Nancy was here Monday morning dressed kind of funny but then she was gone the rest of the week. Heather is somebody new who's here some afternoons...and she likes cats! Mary T is back...with something on her leg that makes her walk funny...but she's not here every day. Susanne and Carol aren't here any more at all. One day there was even a young relative of mine here! Mary T told me he was just visiting but you can never tell with these humans. They might get the idea to replace me or get decide I need a roommate. It's bad enough I have to share my rooms with the humans but another feline would be unthinkable. Whose bed would it sleep in? Whose private toilet would it use? Whose dish would it eat out of? Not Mine!! I'm content being a single cat. I think the worse part of having a roommate would be having to share my humans with it! There's just enough time every day for them to shower me with love and affection. When would they get any work done if they had to pay attention to another cat, too? Nope, 1 cat is enough.

Changes Around Here

Boy, have there been changes around here with my humansthe last couple of weeks! Sue's been out with arm surgery and Mary T broke her ankle and had to have 1 plate, 2 pins and 2 screws put it in to keep it together! Sue' s home but Mary's still at the Sitrin Rehab in N Hartford(where ever that is!) for another week. I don't know how long it will before she comes back to work. But the rest of the girls are taking good care of me. I just want my family together! Don't tell any one but I do miss my humans!

Beauty is in the Eye of the Beholder

Lesley's been taking photos of my suite today saying how ugly it is. I think it has that 'lived-in' look. I have a couple of nice soft afghans that Andrea gave me, one covers the chair I share with my humans (that's me in The Chair. What's wrong with that afghan?) and the other is in my cardboard box/bed high up on the mailbox shelf. All the different size shelf units make a nice kitty-gym for me use in my daily workout. I can jump from the top of each and work my way around the room whenever I feel frisky. Some of them have narrow edges where I can practice my tightrope walking, too! Mary's chair has a nice soft high back and if I land on it just right I can make it move across the floor. That's fun!! Mary's desk usually has piles of interesting smelling things on it, too, that I can knock over when no one is paying any attention to me. Then someone will yell out 'Syd, stay away from those dvds!' (What are dvds, anyway?) And there's that string from a toy hanging in the door way. The toy didn't quiet meet my standards and was destroyed long ago but the string with it's weighted end still hangs there and I like to play with that. Now there's a pile of cardboard boxes in the second room that the humans use to send those dvd-things away. I can spend hours checking out those boxes! (This is my view from those boxes. What's wrong with this room?) My toilet is handily tucked in here, too. It's close enough so when the girls forget to clean it in the morning I can sit next to it and sing to get their attention. Everything is nice and handy for me. I think my suite is pretty darn nice!

Living Under the Rules

Cats, as a rule, do not live under rules. It's just not in our nature to obey someone's command. But I was informed yesterday morning that I now have to obey a rule. The Washburn Room and the kitchen are off-limits to me. Not being allowed in the kitchen is just an inconvenience. I use it as a pass-thru to Nancy's room, or I might duck in there to escape some miniature humans. Oh, I'd stay and have a bite to eat if someone offered me some tasty treat, but on the whole, it doesn't hold much interest for me. The Washburn Room, on the other hand, is one of my favorite places. There are big pieces of furniture to hide behind or under and there is my closet, nice and dark, with all those nice wide shelves to curl up on. That big counter on wheels is fun to hide behind, too! But now, all that is just fond memories. Oh, well, I guess I can adapt to these restricitions. I won't like them but I'll live with them. I think I'll get comfortable on this desk chair and dream of my past adventures in those forbidden place. Oh, well...

Alma and Syd

Alma made a movie of one of her visits. Now I can see her whenever I want to. Isn't that nice? If you like this movie, please click on COMMENT and leave me a message. I'd like to hear from more humans.

Those Minature Humans Again!

Sunday was not a day of rest for me. It started out ok, but first Mary came in and then Linda and Nan showed up. They let me check out the library and eventually I made my way into the big room. They had set up tables and chairs and were putting things on the table...not a good sign. Soon the place was overrun with those miniature humans! Boy, do they make noise! Then this guy in a red suit shows up! He had been in Nan's room for awhile before he went into the big room. He carried something that jingled as he walked. You should have seen the little humans react to him!! I decided then it was time to go back to my room but wasn't sure how to get there, so I went into the closet. It's a nice big, dark place with plenty of shelves for me to sit on. Eventually it got quiet and then Linda opened the closet door and saw me. Mary came in and picked me up and told me I was very smart to hide but it was time to come out of the closet. She put me in my chair and turned on the music. They all said 'good night' and left. I was ready for a nap but remembered Nan had put out treats for me. I really needed a snack after all that excitement!
What do you think of the man in the red suit and all those little humans? Click on COMMENTS and leave me a message. I'd like to hear from you.

Mary's friend, Wayne, promised before he left to send me photos of the cats he saw in China and he has! First he got me a paw pal, Jesse, who's owner is another teacher. Then he made friends with a white cat and then a black and white cat at a street cafe. Now he's found another cat at a cafe who let him take its photo. This proves that Linda and Mary were wrong about the there not being any pet cats in China. I knew that!

Wayne went on a picnic with his class along the banks of the Yangtze River . They dug pits in the sand and cooked their food right there. Boy, does it look good! Mary says they're eating with chopsticks (Wayne uses a spoon) instead of forks. I think you have to be very careful using chopsticks. Not all the food will make it to your mouth! (Good for cats like me.) No wonder the people are all so small and thin.