Today was such a nice day I let the cats out to play. They know what
the word "outside" means. It was a stampede! They all ran out the door
and disappeared for a few hours.
Finally Sheba came back in and promptly went to bed and rolled up into

I bought a set of glasses and Shamrock took over the box. He marked
it all up with his face scents and re-marks it every time Bonnie
tries to get in it. She got in.  Once.  Only once. Shamrock doesn't
like to share. ;)

If he shows up, that's it!!!
I can't take his disappearing acts anymore. He left in the middle of the
night last night and I spent about 3 hours searching for him this evening,
worrying half to death.

First, we are sending purrs to those in need.  I have not been able to
log onto my server for the past four days so I am going to try to catch
up in the next day or two, but in the meantime, there are hoomans and
cats alike that need purrs and we have identified those posts and ...

I'm abused.
I was happily, peacefully, comfortably sleeping - something which I enjoy
doing.
Killer climbed up, sat by my feet, and started yellarping until he got me

First off, Purrs to my neighbors friend's & family (he was single & had no
kids), as he went on to the bridge this pat Friday (and me, hearing sirens,
ignored them as I hear sirens at least once a day, as the road we live on is
one of the major arteries leading in/out of town, to ...

I seem to have missed the outcome.