If I weren't sleeping so deeply, I'd get up and mix you a niptini or a Meowgarita. But it's too hot to bother with any of that anyway, so feel free to join me here for a nappy. Plenty of room. LadyCats preferred.
Well, so far anyway. The Human obsessively inspects the sheets and blankets and pillows and walls for any sign of a crawling menace. So far, so good. We are tap-tap-tapping our fingers and toes and paws and claws for the World Series to start! Hmmm, I think we may have to go have a few words with those fine felines at A Tonk's Tale . . . Tail, as I suspect their loyalties may be sadly misplaced. And yes, as you can no doubt tell from my photo today, we still has the HOTS.