As much as I hate to admit it, I missed the Screechy Lady after she left. She was good enough
in a pinch to chase me around the house and pet me whenever Mommy or Daddy weren't available.
The day after her departure I napped in "her" chair, a place I've never snoozed before.
I swear, it was merely to determine if it was comfortable or not!
I may have looked outside for a little while, to see if she was coming back...
...because she brought a totally pawesome bag of toys and cat inebriants* with her. Something a small black kitty can never have too much of!
Her mate sent
my Mommy me some wonderful flowers to sniff, too.
(Don't worry, I left them alone--we know lilies are poisonous.)
Maybe next time she stays I'll deign to sleep on the bed with her...but don't hold your breath, Screechy Lady...you're not 100% alright in my book. Yet.
Gotta give her something to strive for.
XX Shadow XX
*silvervine and valerian root. SCORE.