Who’s Yer Daddy was the wildest of toms, and Greylian was a close second. They were muy, muy macho and too clever for their own damn good. It took years of trying before we were able to catch them. Daddy remained scarce, but once a year he’d show up in front of the house, so [...]
Posts from ‘July, 2009’
Stay Cool, My Babies!
This room and the dining hall are always ten degrees cooler than the rest of the house, in Summer. Even though it doubles as the family bathroom, they love to hang out here and heckle the birds. They’ll storm the sliding glass doors if a stranger approaches. In our dreams, we’re able to put cat-proof [...]
Bowie Encircles the Drain
And people wonder why I always brush my teeth in the kitchen [where we have a double sink, and don't take reservations]. Can you believe David Bowie once broke my arm in a single [though seemingly endless] bite? That was the last time we tried to clean his ears. Bowie is the only cat who [...]
