Sunday with Mommy, er, Sheebie!

Friends & Kitties!

Sheebie here, and I'm just gonna take it easy today, with the Kats.

We had an incredible rainstorm here last Wednesday, and even though the humidity hasn't let up a lot--the ground is saturated--it's been ten degrees cooler outside.  Which translates to many happy kitties, eager to hang out on the Catio!  All these photos were taken Thursday evening, it was a pleasant 95 degrees outside with a nice breeze.

After Scott and I moved the Apartment Complex to the other side of the Catio he took the sides off the condos and the Horde likes them much better.  Kona has dibs on Unit B, she uses it exclusively, and woe betide any other kitty who tries to occupy it...she's got sharp old lady claws, and a cattitude to back 'em up.

Miss Pea is guarding the rake we use for the litterpool cat boxes.   She and May Ling are still having Cat Wars, but thankfully she has stopped spraying.  There's still a Mystery Puddler in the house--I suspect the little meezer--she may have a vet trip in the future to rule out any physical issues, and then we'll go from there.  I am so happy our floors are tile.

Felix and Rupert.  Felix is Daddy's boy right down to his paw pads, and Rupert is mine.  I love this boy so much.  He's a quiet, unassuming guy, except for when I get out of the shower whereupon he transforms into a chittering attention-demanding boy, dribbling rivers of happiness.  It's our special time that he picked out all by himself.

Sylvester, always on the fringes.  I don't think he was raised with any other cats.  His body language and demeanor is very dog-like, and he stares, a lot, which is rude Cat Manners.  I think he simply doesn't know any differently.  He's taken up residence in the laundry room, close to any kitchen action and his personal favorite pastime, licking plastic bags.

Miss Bitey Bite Bite Grayce!  She's a terrible lap fungus.  She feels that no lap is ready to be settled into until she has pummeled and pricked it to death with her pile-driving paws.  Seriously, If we lay on our sides, she'll perch on our hips and make biskits on our hipbones.  What a pest.  But she's got a motor on her, there's no better kitty to have a little sofa snooze with.

Do you see CC on the lower right?  He's another happy dribbler.  That boy needs a bib.

Mister Maui is such a funny guy, I think he has pogo sticks hidden in his furry paws, the way he springs up in the air...he's like Tigger in the Pooh stories, only crazier.  And more spastic.

This one is getting very comfortable around his Daddy!  Scouty Stew Pot loves the shrimps he gets every evening and he will actually go solicit Scott for his treat; sitting just a couple of feet away, and even meowing.  Progress.  In another five years we'll be able to touch him.  Maybe.

  It's so nice to get outdoors again.

Happy Sunday, and have a good week!

XX  Sheebie  XX