So very strange

My human rushes through his dinner, then covers everything flat with paper towels. He brings in my carrier and moves my litter box into the hall..always a bad sign. Next thing I know I'm in the carrier, and then in a CAR...and my human opens the top! Hell no I'm not gonna walk around; this things moving, but I'm sitting still, and there windows and lights moving by. Then I'm hauled up to somebody else's place...and there are other cats! A black one with white paws named Zoe, and cream one named Cosette. Cosette's chill, but Zoe's a little uppity. I stay in the den for a while as my human puts his friend's stuff in boxes. Eventually I find the bed to hide under, my place to go if I'm wigged out. But then I'm back in the box and the car. But I STILL don't go home--to the building, but not home. Instead my human sits and reads (at least it's Harry Potter) as I'm stuck in the carrier. At last we go home, and everything smells a little weird. And all the windows are open. And stuff isn't where it should be, 'cept my litter box and my water, whew. Gotta explore. Sniff, sniff.

My human tells me ALL the fleas should be dead now. We'll see about that.

Relieeeeef

Advantage good. No more scratching...

Ahhhhh...

Fleas

Pttttpphhhh. How'd these pests get in here? Did Orange do it? Did Ravenna do it? Now I'm scratching all the time and leaving behind all sorts o' junk. What is that ish? Scabs? Eggs? I dunno, but it's everyhwere, annd I can't stop scratching and cleaning. Help!

A brotha gone

Check my human's blog (Lou, the curiousman) for an obit of my predecessor Ginger. Peace be with him.

Good news

According to my human, Orange was found at the Shelter and went home with its owner.

Always good to hear a brotha/sista is safe and loved again.

Friends

This is Nana, short for Ravenna. She lives next door with the human Terrah. Now my human and Terrah have been hanging out a lot. And because I'm COOL...I can play with dogs, too. It is a bit like girls and boys: when Nana's in the mood to play, I'm not, and vice versa. But it's all good.

I'm so cool, even dogs bow down to me, man.

Orange is gone

All is well.

*meow*

Strange Day

First, my human gets up EARLY. Then, Bev comes over. Then Terrah, the girl next door, tells of a cat looking abandoned in the hall. Naturally, my human decides to help, and brings the cat we'll call "Orange" in. My human makes a quick flyer and lets Oraneg have a little shelter.

Now, I'm stayin' cool. Orange stakes out my window; no matter, I've got the rest of my territory. Then Orange decides the window is HIS, and lashes out at me. Not cool.

My human--I love my human--jails Orange in my old cardboard carrier for everyone's safety. He even phones those people, Animal Control. For the rest of the day, I have the run of my place but have to tolerate the deep, pained sound of Orange in the box. And by dinner time, and then later...still no one has come to pick up Orange.

This day's been weird, and the tail ain't done yet...

My human is weird

He spent all day yesterday cleaning after that "vacation." Why does he do that, when he knows I'm just going to mess it up again? OK, all humans are weird. But all this moving around means I don't get sookie time. At least he gave me toys while he was cleaning.

But then he gave me plenty love this morning...and now my chance on Tribe.

All is forgiven... *purrrrr*

Back to jus' me 'n' my human

Whew, that visit thing is over. All those humans, big ones, little ones. Sometimes they could be so loud! "Vacation?" Vacation is chillin' in my human's recliner. This did not feel like vacation. No more whirlwinds, just quuuiiieeettt.