A Long Winter's Nap

My person bought me this new fleece bed. After a long day of raking my new Catnip Santa Mouse and helping my person wrap presents, I like to relax in my bed. I knead the fleecy part.

Sometimes, when I want a lot of attention, my person rolls me up in the bed and carries me around. She says I'm like a burrito. We walk around the house and look out the windows. I like that a lot. I also nap in my bed.

Fall Fashion (and frenzy)

I am enjoying the fall. My Greensburg person made me this festive orange bandana to wear. It coordinates with her fall decorations. I like to wear it. The cool weather makes me very energetic. I have been playing extra hard, and I bite my person when she doesn't play enough. I also like fall produce. So far, I have raked and licked apples from the farm and sampled a strand of spaghetti squash. My person said we are going to get a pumpkin, and this time it won't be from a can.

The long, hot, Cat days of summer

My people went to the beach. My person told me it's like the biggest litterbox I could ever imagine. Even though I didn't go to the beach, I lounged on the cushions and inspected the beach supplies. Here I am napping on both a cushion and a shovel.

Time lapse

My people brought home some plants from the farm. I hopped into the box to relax.

After I sniffed the marigolds and settled in, I decided to put my head down for a little while.
Then I took a little nap. Look how I wrapped my toes around the box handle for comfort and security.

Living on the Edge

Look how I expertly distribute my girth on the window sill.

Things I eat and drink

Here I am eating my special wet food, that my person combines with water to form a slurry. I slurp the slurry. Then I take a bath and dampen my fur with my slurry-breath.


I like to chew on leafy things. When my people brought home the farm basket, I sniffed all the vegetables and chomped on the leafy ones. My person said she would have to wash off my slurry-spit later.


Here I am in a beer box. I don't really drink beer. Just water from the sink. I don't care for my water fountain anymore. I like beer boxes though.

Just right

Now that it's summer, our upstairs gets very warm. I like to go upstairs and lounge in the closet or behind the futon on the carpet. My person says it's too hot for me to spend much time up there. She says I get overheated and glassy-eyed. She only lets me go up for a little while, then she makes me come downstairs and closes the door. Yesterday she measured the temperature and it was 95. Just right.