Of Tables and Spray Bottles

There is a lovely table in my new house, my furry brothers and sisters. It's quite large and heavy, and the top is made out of glass. From hearing Sudha and Evan talk about it, it took quite a few people to help get it inside during the move.

I have to say that the best thing about this table, without a doubt, is that it gives me the perfect vantage point to both see out the window towards the park and into the back yard at the same time. I'm not really sure what their problem is, but Evan and Sudha don't seem to appreciate my being able to see out of both sides of the house at the same time. They yell and screech and use the dreaded spray bottle whenever they see me there. Mine, however, is the last word. They have to go to work all day while I can just laze about on the table for hours at a time. Just to rub it in their faces, I have been leaving quite a large collection of light cat hair on the dark blue Syrian table cloth!

I'm going to confide in you now, my furry brothers and sisters. I have an addiction. I'm secretly back on the catnip. My humans brought home several toy mice filled with the stuff, and let me tell you, I can't resist it. I know this addiction is bad, but I can't help but sniffing it, tossing the toys around like a madkitty and getting the smell over my entire body. Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm.....

Anyway, I've tried to escape to the outdoors again several times over the past couple of weeks. It's been difficult as Evan and Sudha seem to be more vigilant than usual. In addition, they've left me alone for days at a time two weekends in a row! This is not only preventing me from escaping, but it is also depriving me of my humans to ignore. How am I supposed to lord over them and pretend they don't exist when they're not around?

In order to prevent them from leaving like this again, I've been acting more cuddly. The other day Sudha was using her computer, and I curled up on the chair behind her, only taking up about two thirds of the space. How very fortunate of her to have me bless her with my presence. I've even started swiping at Evan's feet under the blankets early in the morning again, a habit that I have sorely missed.

Well, my humans have gone to work again for the day. Time for me to get back up on the dining room table.

Lighting, Thunder, and Wet Food

I have made an important new discovery, my furry brothers and sisters: the outside! Sudha and Evan's friend Kate was staying in the house for reunion last week and she very kindly let me go outside on two occasions. It was really very nice of her. I must remember to send her a thank you note.

Honestly, the outdoors is not all it's cracked up to be. The first night, I bolted out the door and then became so petrified with fear that I stayed on the front porch all night. Evan very kindly let me in again in the morning.

The second incident involved both Sudha and Kate. I bolted out of the house again, and then had about 45 minutes of outdoor adventure before Evan let me in the back door.

They haven't let me out again, which is quite disappointing. I've complained about it to them a lot but they don't seem to understand. I'd love to try to go out again now that I know what to expect.

Anyway, the indoors has been quite fun as well. I was dragged to what is known as the "vet" the other day, it was quite a harrowing experience. Evan got the cat carrier out, which never ceases to amaze me. He set it out on the couch, and I sniffed at it for a good 20 minutes, even knocking it off. When he opened the door, I jumped right in! After a terrifying car ride we got to the vet. I took the liberty of growling and hissing at all the various people that came into the examination room. It turns out I have a reputation for it. One of the women who came in had thick working gloves, a thick apron and held a towel in her hand, ready to tackle me. It was quite undignified.

I have become more cuddly over the last few days. I've come to appreciate being scratched and rubbed when I sit in Evan or Sudha's lap, so I've been doing that more. Last night I spent part of the night underneath the bed covers sleeping on Sudha's feet. It was quite comfortable. I was curled there partly for the warmth and partly to hide from the extremely loud thunderstorm that was taking place outside the window. It was very loud, I was a little intimidated by it.

I also found where they keep the delicious wet food! I found the box, and pulled on of the packets out and mangled it with my teeth and claws last night. It was very delectable. Although Sudha seemed a little angry in the morning.

Well, they've gone off to work again, I'm free to inflict destruction upon the house. Until next time!