What's Happening Here?

Do you know what I just realized? I didn't get a moth to play with once over the whole summer, and now it's too late!

I ask you: What kind of evil cat-scorning plot is this?

Cat Of Mystery.

Want to know why I didn't post last week?

I overslept!

I Love Fall.

The days may be getting shorter but they sure have been nice. Our hummingbirds have pretty much gone except for a scant few stragglers but our crows are back, chatty and entertaining as usual. Now we're just waiting for the leaves to turn and then fall. And in the meantime, the Balloon Fiesta returns this weekend after its COVID hiatus and maybe some balloons will fly overhead! That's always fun.

The only problem with fall is that Izzy still hasn't learned to tell time -- he's started to whine for dinner earlier and earlier and this disturbs my peace!

Pouting.

Yes, I'm under the table. I'm mad at my bro. He yakked up a gross old hairball on my favorite toy and my mom told me it couldn't be saved and had to go to toy heaven.

I think he did it on purpose.

Another Day, Another Rejected Dinner.

Yes, I am picky when it comes to canned food. Always have been, always will be.

So when I don't want dinner, why does my mom ask me if I think cat food grows on trees? Or -- my personal fave -- do I think she is made out of cat food? It's not like anything goes to waste with that chub Izzy around.

I think it's time for her to get a clue and stop experimenting with new foods. I like the stuff with gravy and that's what I should get. And if I just eat the gravy part, so what?

I May Be Cross.

One of the things my mom and aunt and uncle did last week was visit Bosque Del Apache National Wildlife Refuge. Because it's still kinda hot here, most of the wildlife was hiding from the heat when they got there. But they did manage to see some ducks and a great blue heron on the water. Did they bring back one of those for me? NO.

I could have had a new pal and everything!

Company.

Our aunt and uncle came to visit! It's the first time our mom's seen her sister and bro-in-law since before the pandemic.

Well, you know how we are. Izzy hid under the couch for three days before he came out and I had to look for toys behind the bookcase for four which made me too busy to come out. Then they were gone.

Our mom had a good time, though.

I Got Mail!

This came for me! It says Izzy! We'd love to see you. It even has a cat on it who looks like me. How exciting!

Wait a minute...this is a trick! It's from the cat fix-it place!

No. Just NO.

M.I.A. Revisited.

So you may have noticed I wasn't here last week. Why I always have to wait an extra week because my mom gets a wild hair is beyond reason, but anyway.

One day she decided that she couldn't stand another moment looking at our ratty cat trees. The next thing we know, she's all busy ripping off the five different kinds of rope and the over-clawed remaining carpet on the posts! Then she decided to clean the crow's nest and the cradles. And we're not talking about just removing 10 years of cat fur, no. She used some sort of upholstery cleaner on them! No one liked the smell of that -- we wouldn't go near them!

In the meantime, she also decided to sand and finish the posts, re-rope the places we use for scratching, fashion a brace for one of the cradles my obese extremely fluffy brother bent, and connect the two trees with something other than the overstretched bungee cord she had been using to stabilize them. (Again, my obese extremely fluffy brother bounces from one tree to the other, which makes them tip and wobble to my mom's horror.)

Then, she thought she'd just re-cover the crow's nest and cradles. Well, the first try was a major fail, so thankfully she gave up on that plan. Instead she dragged out the steam cleaner and used the attachments to re-clean everything and tamp down that dreadful upholstery cleaner smell.

This whole thing took more than a week. More than a week! More than a week of not being able to use our favorite place! It was awful. Awful, I say!

Anyway, today we finally decided it was safe enough to give the improved trees a try.

We guess they'll do.