Friend of the Blog® Jon Paulos asks for a report on the feline members of the household, specifically, how they’ve adjusted to life in the upper reaches of the Chihuahuan Desert after spending their formative years in the posh Patty Jewett Yacht & Lawn Bowling Club.
Field Marshal Turkish von Turkenstein (commander, 1st Feline Home Defense Regiment) finds his new post slightly overwhelming.
Security was incredibly lax when The Commander first arrived to take charge, and he has spent many a long day (and night) napping furiously in search of some solution that doesn’t involve him actually, like, y’know, doing anything.
Aide-de-camp Miss Mia Sopaipilla, meanwhile, inspired by Herself’s midlife career change, is contemplating a lateral move into the library field. She can be seen at right cataloging back issues of Bicycle Retailer and Industry News.
In between naps and feedings they practice biological warfare in the litter box, enjoy occasional outings in the back yard (on harnesses), and keep a weather eye on Mister Boo, because you never know when a 12-year-old, one-eyed Japanese Chin is liable to get Western with you.
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Yup, that’s real life.
Thanks for the update. Keep them coming.
We need all the help we can get.
Doesn’t get any more real than cats. They invented the Internet, y’know.
They don’t call it “U-Haul” for nothing. You haul the stuff, the cats watch.
Pat, I think it’s more like, “U-Haul the stuff, and U-Haul the cats, too.”
Reports on the menagerie are always welcome. They could be Instagram stars. Same with Boo.
The Boo is not ready for his closeup at the moment, Libby. Today’s schedule includes a visit to the dog wash.
Cats are OK. but Cool Boo is the star. Duffy says more Boo on the blog, please.
Someone around here (cough, Herself, cough) has been playing around on eBay instead of bathing His Honor. Gird your loins for post-polish pix.
It would seem that the Turk also practices his camouflage skills and Miss Mia has taken to heart the lessons from Monty Python’s sketch on how not to be seen.
S’funny you mention it, Jon. I often wander around El Rancho Pendejo with my glasses off and occasionally wonder, “Where the hell’s The Turk?” Invariably it turns out he’s right there.
Mia invariably gives herself away by going “Rrrr!” She will never win a hide-and-seek.
I’ve entered that super adorable photo for our tummy rub tuesday blog roll with a link back to your own blog. 🙂