Here one of my humans is trying to copy my interesting lounging style. She just doesn't have it. Humans are never as cool as cats. They keep trying though, bless their hearts. It is of course the height of coolness to chew on crochet yarn as it is being used or to eat elastic thread that my human is trying to sew with. It takes work to be as amazing as I am.
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Sometimes my humans are very thoughtful. The two boy humans were wrestling once and broke a spindle from the railing by the stairs. There is now the perfect gap there for me to sit and watch people come up from the basement. Or for pouncing on unsuspecting things. Or for getting downstairs even faster than the human traveling down with me. They also thoughtfully bought all their sofas in a grey color that almost perfectly matches my lustrous coat. I can camouflage myself easily whenever I feel the need to do so. Sometimes my humans look right in my direction without seeing me. The similar color also helps keep the complaints about shedding to a minimum. Any thing to avoid too much negative human attention is a good thing!
My human brother declared 2018 the year of the cat blog. Never one to disappoint (except for my adult humans when I relieve myself on the carpet) I decided to start one. Humans are interesting creatures. Capable of so much,yet unable to clean themselves without the aid of water and soap. My family especially is an interesting one. I definitely have my favorites, but I don't think they know. I have included the first photo of myself from 2018. In it I am laying in a patch of sun in front of the fireplace. A little piece of heaven.
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