Thank You All For Your Kindness.

We can hardly express how much we appreciate the sympathy and caring you have extended to us during this period of sadness.

We are slowly adjusting to the new normal of just us now. Izzy and I were together from the beginning, and even before that at the shelter when my mom found us, so getting used to being an only cat is taking time.

Thank you all. We will always remember your ❤️.

When You Don't Post Anymore.

First, you miss all your friends. I've been keeping up but I need my mom's help to comment and she has really not felt inclined for quite some time. Second, Mom all but stopped taking photos of us. In fact, this is the last one, taken in December:

My bro napping with the purring sloth toy he got for Catmas. It is the last photo we have of him.

We are so very sad to report that Izzy crossed over the Bridge this past Friday from complications of diabetes. We never expected that he would not come back from the cat fix-it place. For those who still think about us, we wanted to let you know he's with his rainbow family and friends now.

So Long, And Thanks For All The Fish.

We decided: Time to put this thing to rest. Nothing wrong, no big deal — we're just cats planning to do other cat stuff now.

It's Our Gotcha Day.

The big eight!

Yep, time flies.

Happy Boy.

I'm feeling pretty light and energetic these days! Not only have I been able to jump up to the window to watch the newest dove nesters but I've been to the top of the cat trees to nap too. I had stopped doing all that eons ago because I'd had a few jumping misses that had made me very wary. Now though I'm all over the place, including checking out what might be in the kitchen sink or on the countertops.

Like last week? Even though I like my low-carb food arrangement, I did grab a loaf of French bread off the counter, tear open the bag and run off with the heel! Mom was quick to get it away from me and wanted to know if I thought I was trying out for the feline version of Les Misérables. She is so weird sometimes.

Calmness.

Now that the Twelve Days of the Fourth has finally ended, we can relax and just wait out the heat for the fall.

Mom says fall has already arrived at the Hobby Lobby but my going there wouldn't be worth suffering through the car ride.

Deliver Us From Fireworks.

We better get some peace and quiet tonight. Bozos from all over have been shooting off very loud, very dangerous and very illegal fireworks for the last five nights! Mom has tried to shield us with closed windows and fan noise and the TV, but last night was the absolute worst — it didn't stop until about 2:00 a.m.! Since we can only see them exploding in the air but not actually pinpoint where they're coming from, reporting these stoopy scofflaws is not really possible. ::Grrr::

All I know is that I do not want to spend another night squashed behind the bookcase.

Cat News.

• The baby birds my mom was talking to grew big enough to fly away so we have peace and quiet again. 
• My mom is rearranging the living room for the 58th time and our toy baskets are somewhere in space now.
  
• My bro is being monitored for his eating and has been switched to canned food. Can you believe this? He eats Elvis' weight in canned food every day and still wants to eat my crunchies.

• Oh, and we got some new artwork. Is it me, or do these two look familiar?

Longest Day Of The Year.

Which I'm pretty sure translates into a whole lot more treats!

It's in the Cat Rule Book. You can look it up.