Monday, November 4, 2013

feline fine


Don't know if it is residual Halloween spirits, the drastic drop in temperature or the time change, but Mr. Bogart has been cray-cray the past few nights.  Careening through the house, ricocheting around the bathtub (taking all the bottles off the tub rim), slamming cupboard doors, clacking the slider blinds.  And I still have roach heebie-jeebies, so I get up to check to see if he's slaying bugs.

But no.  Nothing.


And after he's thoroughly wakened me, he settles in the middle of the bed for a 10 hour nap.

3 comments:

  1. "Chasing angels" is what I used to call it when his sister was similarly inclined.

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  2. Hah.
    Days like today, I am glad for neither pets nor children on this vacation ...

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