Hairy Cats

He and She are working on getting rid of cat hair. Now there are three of us, and She says the animal rights people will be suspicious if they see our stuff, because they will think it's all made out of fur. I personally think that is kind of a joke, because you can see it is really cat hair, but then I don't always get Their jokes.  I have not been getting my daily brushings, because I can't always wiggle my way into Her lap and stay long enough to be brushed. I am not complaining, because I have a suspicion. Don't hold me to this, but I think Kate is trying to make friends.  Here's what I noticed. Kate came very close to me this morning and we just stared at each other. I'll tell you a little secret about cats' tails. When we wag our tails back and forth like a dog does, it means we are ready to fight or flee. Well, Kate's tail was only wiggling on the end a little, so she wasn't looking for a fight. I asked Her, and She said She thought it was Kate being friendly and trying to know us.  Don't worry. I'll still be very careful. She would be so very happy if we were all friends. To be sure, She doesn't expect Kasey to EVER be friends with anyone but Him, but I would love to see Her happy. She fixes fish, after all. TTYL.

Important Decisions Cats

Something has Her all excited today, and it is that some important guys made a big decision about humans going to the doc. Kasey, Kate and I don't bother with money, but it is very important to human people. She is very particular about money, for example. Well, the guy She likes so much, the President,  had an idea to make going to the doc ,more fair and not so much money. The guys that are against him said it should be against the law.. There is a group that sorts out arguments like these, and they said the President's idea was OK.  She is chuffed about that.  He and She are so old that they don't have to pay for going to the doc for regular things. She still thinks it is good for all the other people. It will be better for everyone, Cofs, She said to me. Kasey, Kate and I are just as glad it isn't about cats. I have never liked going to cat docs, and I don't want it to be cheaper so She takes  us more often.
She is glad to be home today. One thing She loves is going somewhere with Her pals. Another thing is staying home. I like the home one. Toodles.

Interesting Cats

I might have guessed, when She looked at my stories, that She would have something to say. He thinks it's the teacher in Her. She can't just say, it's fine, Cofs. I love it. What She said was that the people who read my stories might be tired of me whining about Kate. Hana'sGran told Her that it may take a whole year before we are all good friends.  So I will try to be more interesting. I will write about how just because you are big, that doesn't mean you are in charge. Being in charge takes more than that. First, you have to want to be in charge. Kasey is like that. Kasey believes she is The most important cat in the whole world, and so everything should be how she wants it. Kate thinks she should be in charge, because she is younger and has more experience in the real world. Kate has lived out on the mean streets, after all,  She saw some terrible boys throw her kittens down in the street and kill them.  It made her very tough to go through that. Kate believes she deserves to be in charge. Being in charge takes a lot of Cat-smarts. One thing She told me is that humans have to know how to be in charge, too. Don't forget it, Cofs. I am in charge. Well, that's what she thinks, and I don't want any trouble, so I'll just go along with that. So long until tomorrow.

One-More-Step Cats

Today I went one more step toward being back to my old self. In the morning, She gave me some snuggles in the bedroom, right by the closet. Kate didn't come in, so we had a nice time. Then He and She went away, and when They came home, I got some pets. Finally this afternoon, I come in here to the computer and we had another nice visit. I got a much-needed brushing, and it was like old times.
This is the day for the Thinking People, so off they went to Sabra's house. Sabra'sDad made a special kind of coffee. She said it is the kind LW'sMom makes. She loves that kind. None of the other people were there, so He and She and Sabra'sPeople talked about things that people have to do, what they should do, and what they can or can't do. It really had Her tickled pink to think about these things. She realized that there was some really good thinking for the whole rest of the week. She is paying attention to what lines cannot be crossed. I'm not sure I get it, but She sure does.  Thinking feels good to Her, and She wants to do it more often. I want to keep taking one more step for getting back to our routines. For now, I have to run back to Her closet. Bye.

Wary Cats

Today I was very brave, and risked a problem with Kate to come and write my story. I did give Her some snuggles today, and then I had to run away from Kate. I wish I could stare Kate down the way Kasey does. They stare at each other, and Kasey makes a mean face and growls, and Kate goes away. I am twice as big as Kate, but I don't like to be mean. I also don't like to get biffed with a paw that has claws.  It makes Her very sad that I don't come and sit on Her lap while we watch TV. I don't come and play with Her when She checks Her messages. She promises me it will all get better one of these days. I hope She is right.
Uncle John and Aunt Heather came over today, but they didn't bring Remington. Here's why. Uncle John is moving to Aunt Heather's house, and She has to take a lot of his stuff back, and there wasn't room. I don't think they know how much She will miss their visits.  Maybe we can go and see them. Of course, She doesn't go much of anyplace anymore. Well, maybe we will see about that, too. Good night, dear readers.

Kasey Speaks

Hello humans. This is Kasey. I am writing this story today because my wimpy brother is afraid of that new meddling intruder from next door. He is twice her size, but has taken to his closet hoping she will be gone when he comes out. That is not going to happen, and I told him to use his size and wits to stake out his place. The silly woman here tries to cajole him and promise him safe passage, but the woman has no clue. My Man, on the other hand, just goes about his business and I am fine. The box on his desk is quite comfortable.  I am used to the bedroom as well. My trips to the living room have been short and infrequent. Coffee-Scaredy-Cat has always depended on the woman. I told him not to trust humans, but did he listen? He is getting what he deserves. I don't care whether the woman is happy, or whether Coffee stops hiding, and I don't care what the humans eat for dinner. If you don't like that, well, adjust. I'm going back to bed.

Seperate Cats

It looks as if the next stage of welcoming our new sister, Kate into the family is choosing our spots and staying there. He has moved our litter, our kibbles and our water into Their bedroom, and Kasey and I work hard to keep Kate out.  Kate is kind of a good-natured cat, but gets possessive about Her. I don't have much success telling Kate that She is MY person. While Kate is welcome to pets, they have to come when I am busy with something else, and snuggles are out of the question. Last evening, when I was getting snuggles, Kate tried to sniffle me and I got scared and yowed at her. After awhile, things settled down, but I was watchful. It makes Her kind of impatient, and She says there was a guy who had the right idea, and he said can't we all get along? There have been a lot of changes here in the last bunch of weeks, but it is better, even if we have our own spaces.
She is making soup for our dinner. I don't know why She makes soup when it is so hot, but She says I just feel like soup today, Cofs. I like a good soup as much as the next cat, so I won't complain. Cheerio.