Now, I admit this little movie is much longer than most--I usually think about 20 seconds is optimal for viewing The King in his natural habitat. But if you enter into the meditative spirit of the thing, I think you will find it very soothing and repetitive and, dare I say, richly rewarding. If you are pressed for time, however, or easily bored, or have a little trace of ADD, I will tell you there's a nice yawn at :09 and an adorable close-up at :35.
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.
1. I, along with my predecessors, take complete credit for the destruction of the top of this nice chest that belonged to the Human's grandmother. Phfft!You say destruction, I say artistic creation. 2. The Kitty Coven meets nightly to ensure my Royal Dominance of the Castle. 3. A little glass lamp that belonged to the Human's mother. It has thus far survived BooBoo & Angela, The Destructo Brothers Mr. Teeth and Clarkie, and me. Thus far. 4. The Overheated King around noon today. 5. My friend Stampo, all the way from Finland. The Human likes him because he almost never Sings the Song of His People. I mean, he does, but only I can hear him. 6. This is my tiny tent I have had for nearly all my life. The Human bought me a new soft insert beddy last Friday (she likes to think she was being nice to me but I know the truth is she was too lazy to wash the old one, which was new about a year ago and started out white but had become almost entirely furred over with black). * LadyCats may interpret this word in whichever way they like.
I was going to entitle this post: Same Sh*t, Different Day,but the Human told me that was a norty word I wasn't to use, and I said to her, "Well, Human, it's sure part of your daily vocabulary!" and then she told me not to talk back or she'd wash my mouth out with soap, and then I said, "I'd like to see you try" and then she didn't say anything else after that. So then I went to sleep.
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A good thing that happened this morning was we gotted a new BED delivered after two weeks of the Human sleeping on a little blow-up mattress on the dining room floor. To be honest, that made both of us pretty cranky. We took a tiny nappy on it earlier this afternoon and it seems very comfertabuls, and -- MOST IMPORTANT -- bug-free! We hope that the special zippered mattress and box-spring covers keep it that way, too.
Oh dear, Poor Jane! What Great Evil has befallen you in the guise of a Visiting Granddaughter?
Surely someone will rescue you from this ridiculous and degrading costume before Halloween! Now, Kitties, Jane needs our love and understanding, not our mockery. Okay, maybe just a little mockery would be all right.
Hello Kitties, We are so sorry to have basically disappeared from your comment pages, and even from our own blog half the time! There's been a lot of stuffs happening here and while none of it is earth-shattering, the cumulative impact has thrown me and the Human into a deep funk. The problems include computer woes, car woes, health woes (Human and Feline, mostly of the very- irritating-though-not-very-serious sort), a hideous heat-wave, and, maybe worst of all, a bedbug infestation in our building that spread to our apartment (::shudder::), a nightmare of the First Order and with which we are still in the midst of dealing. So don't give up on us. We expect by Halloween we'll be in the Pink again. Oh pleeeeeze! Thanks for sticking around even though we have been so absent. You're the best!
The City is sizzlin' (86° today, felt like 186°). I am sizzlin' (from the temp *and* my temper)! Oh! And the Giants are sizzlin' too! And we has had quite the Hitchcockian period around here, Kitties, and we'll be sharing The Horrors over the next few days!