Friday, June 29, 2018

                                       The Good Boy

The Human and I have reached a new phase of our relationship. She gives me people tuna for a treat and I make biscuits on her while she sleeps. I let her give me tummy scritches and then sometimes I sleep on the other pillow. She feels I ought not to be discussing such intimacies in public, but I see no harm in it, right? I say, we're among friends here. No one's going to the tabloids with this, right?

Tuesday, June 26, 2018

                          (Partly) Wordless Wednesday


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Oh yes, I can sense you all starting to feel sorry for her, and indeed there is a tiny bit of melancholy attached to ending this long chapter of her life. But honestly, using my blog in a naked bid for sympathy is a Bit Much, don't you think? What does she think Facebook is for, for Bast's sake? And this picture is not entirely honest, either. Some of those cabinets still have messy piles of stuff inside waiting to be sorted, and you may be wondering what all that crap great stuff  is peeking out to the left of the window. Oh yeah, miles to go.  

Monday, June 25, 2018

Sunday, June 24, 2018

Sunday Selfie: Earlier, She Brought Me Treats

It would sure be nice to have a few more. Just sayin'.

Saturday, June 23, 2018

                                   I Was All Tie-Tie

It was a bit chilly . . . 
. . . so the Human tucked me in.
She's really not soooooo bad.

Wednesday, June 20, 2018

So, Who's the New Guy?

I see him here behind me, but excuuuse me if I don't know what he is. A yellow introoder of some sort. At least he's not asking me stupid questions.

Honestly, Kitties, you would not believe the stuff that has found its way into my castle as the Human "cleans out" 37 years' worth of crap valuable possessions. 

Like this one.

Monday, June 18, 2018

The King is Gracious

I don't always allow these kinds of intimacies, 
but she *did* approach me ever so respectfully.

Sunday, June 17, 2018

Sunday Selfies: She's Retired, So how Come
I Haven't Posted Since June 13?

Yeah, don't hold your breath for an answer 
to that. She *has* been more fun,
but believe me, she has miles to go
before she makes up for years of neglect.

Wednesday, June 13, 2018

Sigh. Again?

I guess I have to move where NoHuman will ever find me!

Monday, June 11, 2018

Retirement Benefit #3:
Random Breaking Bad
Episodes in the Middle
of the Day

To be honest, it's not *my* favorite show, but I didn't mind too much since there was (reluctant) laptime coupled with abundant brushies (the reason the laptime was tolerated). Next time I want to watch Ren & Stimpy or My Cat from Hell.
Who cares about some stoopy chemistry teacher? Though I do kind of like Gus. I mean, I even have a little Gus with a bucket of chick-hen, too.


Sunday, June 10, 2018

Sunday Selfie: Oreo Dipped in Milk

Well, Black Boycat dipped in sunlight anyway.

I have been reaping the benefits of a Human that is now only semi-employed. This seems to mean that she goes in when she wants, stays for 2-4 hours, and departs without so much as a by-your-leave.

If she coulda had this gig all along, she might not be retiring

I let her go to the movies today. I'm reasonable

Friday, June 8, 2018


This calendar page previously resided in her planner, and then on the bulletin board behind her desk. For some reason it is now on our fridge door, where she ponders it as she gets *her* foods; I myself do not eat food once it has been stored in the refrigerator. Leftovers? I don't think so!
We call it parole rather than freedom as she is still working a few hours a day through mid-July. Very few. And maybe not really working, exactly.

Thursday, June 7, 2018

It Is Too My Real Whisker

So, I am real comfertabuls and relaxed, and I didn't 
even mind her sneaking up on me again --well, she 
couldn't exactly sneak this time. I think both my whiskers
look purrfectly natural, do they not?  Also, please do not 
mistake my barely-interested glance for an adoring gaze.

Tuesday, June 5, 2018

Why Is She Creeping Up on Me in the Dark?

I was sleeping like an angel, Kitties, like an angel. When along she came in the dark.
Should I be worried? I think I'm worried.

Saturday, June 2, 2018

Let the Games Begin

So the Human says Happy Days Are Here Again . . . or almost anyway. The graduayshuns was last night and now her work schedule for the next six weeks or so calls for appearing at, say, 10:30 a.m. and leaving around 1:30 or 2:00 to come home and have a nice nap. Works for me! Already I had toytime today, and I rewarded her with a little laptime. The Good Life is on the horizon. Woo-hoo!