If you are looking to do some relaxing, say on a rainy Caturday, look no further than the closest bed and the host of pillows to be found there. My favorite is the one that is nicknamed “the Noodle”. Don’t ask me why, unless it is because once you wrap yourself around it, you become a noodle. Anyways, this is my favorite place to while away the hours.
My relaxation technique is to see if I can stretch out as far as “the Noodle” goes. So far this is how far I have gotten before the power of said “Noodle” takes me into slumber. ~Gizmo
Why yes, I am the star of the show. Why watch what’s on TV when you can study my handsome visage. What? I’m blocking your view of a pretty good looking steak. Well, why should I care? You wouldn’t share if you had it. ~Gizmo
We are still seeing some adversity towards Gizmo, the newest member of the gang, pictured on the left. He tries hard to be unthreatening but the others still see him as the enemy. Take for example Miss CeCe. She has always been this timid fraidy cat but ever since Gizmo came to stay, she has become a how can I put this politely? Screw it. She has become a royal bitch. She will attack him eating, going to the bathroom, even sleeping. I have never seen so many cats be so put off by one cat.
The above photos show CeCe and Gizmo on one of the rare occasions when she is not trying to assert her bitchiness. Poor ‘Mo.
I have this relaxation thing down. What if it hampers a writer from getting her work done? I have fulfilled my duty for the day. Now to make sure I don’t relax so much that I fall off the desk. And to answer your question, yes I have fallen off the desk. Talk about a rude awakening. ~Gizmo
When stalking your prey, a great hunter learns to adapt. Take for instance while lying in wait for my prey, Gizmo or the girl kitty, CeCe, I had to create my hiding spot.
I did this by knocking the junk basket by the front door onto the floor. As you can see the oddest things end up in the basket. Once this was done I find the perfect way to hide where I can peek thru the handle to keep my prey in sight.
Now I wait for them to make a move towards the food and /or water bowl. When I see that they have come out of hiding to steal a quick nibble or drink. I am reading to make my move. The only problem is I forget to watch for the humans.
Oops! Busted by Auntie. What’s a guy supposed to do when he gets caught hunting the new guy. What any self-respecting guy would do. Look cute and wait for her to go away so I can resume my stalking in privacy. A kitty’s work is never done. ~Dominic
I finally decided to come out of my shell, and I am trying to adjust to this new life. I had an interesting chat with Mr. Bo Jangles last night, and there wasn’t one hiss exchanged between us. I still don’t know what to think about the others yet. Only time will tell. ~Gizmo
First, my Meowmy disappears. Now I am stuck living in this crazy place with four other felines. I am not a happy camper. My opinion was not asked for on this arrangement. I want to go home, what if Meowmy comes home and I’m not there??? Oh! and did I mention the DOG!! ~Gizmo