Glasses, check. Phone, check. Lunch, check. Purse, check. Keys, check. One, two, three, four, five, six. Six. Six. And then it begins. The mad rush in which I gain an inordinately high number of Fitbit steps first thing in the morning before I leave for work as I look for whichever cat of mine, in my “cat-count-before-I-go-to-work” ritual is missing because I have seven cats, not six. Read more

I know it’s Sunday-Selfie, but Rolz is just too exhausted to participate if you could please pardon him this week…

Ya know that feeling, the one where you’re on the couch, doing your best to stay awake during whatever favorite show it is that you’re watching, but you just can’t stay awake, because you’re so tired from the long and exhausting day you’ve had that it’s literally painful to even open your eyes. Well, that’s Rolz trying to stay awake for his Sunday Selfie. Even though he’s already been napping most of the morning and afternoon and he has no chores to attend to, no blog posts to write, and no responsibilities whatsoever, having me take just one photo was far too taxing for him to stay awake!

Oh, to be a cat! Happy Sunday – may all of you have a day as gloriously relaxing as the one Rolz is having!

A gift for us? I’ll take care of it…

When a box comes into the house it’s a BIG deal. After all, when you’re a cat, it’s rule number one to either sit on, in, or near it. For this particular box, addressed to the cats mind you, Rolz took it upon himself to claim ownership and took the role VERY seriously.

Still guarding it (with a little help from Jazmine).

Fine…you can guard it now, but just for a minute…

Sometimes a cat might have to get up for one reason or another, perhaps to use the litter box, thank you very much, and sure enough, there will be another cat at the ready, in this case, Kizmet.

Alright! Enough Mr. Nice Guy! Get off my box, now!

Being a rather patient cat by nature, Rolz allowed Kizmet his box-sitting moment, but even a patient cat has his limits…

Oh look, it’s a bunch of stuff for us to sniff!

When that exciting moment finally arrives, the one in which the box is ceremoniously opened, the cats do their obligatory sniffing and poking around. But it quickly dawns on them they no longer have a box to sit on and life goes back to normal…

Well, since we no longer have a box to sit on, might as well go back to bed…

Happy Sunday everyone!

Close the door? How dare you!

Bathrooms are meant to be that one scared and intimate place in our home where we can shut the door and retreat from the world to our own blessed sanctuary of aloneness and privacy. Unless you have cats, of course. There is literally nothing that will make a cat magically appear from thin air to break that privacy code than a closed bathroom door. You’ll hear that mournful, repeated, and frantic “Meeoooooooooowww” in tangent with a paw, paw, paw, dig, dig, dig under the door and a scratch, scratch, scratch on the door.

“Where are you? When are you coming out? What are you doing in there without me?” Read more

It’s simply impossible to look at Jazmine without smiling…

Jazmine would just like to take a quick break from her regularly scheduled all day snooze-fest to give us one of her purr-fectly trademarked shots in which she is irresistibly adorable! Job well done, Jazmine! Happy Sunday everyone – wishes for a beautiful and peaceful day!