They tolerate me. 😉
Caturday
First Caturday of February
They've probably never paid an outrageous vet bill to prolong the life of an beloved family member, either. In case you're wondering, the RadioCat procedure was worth it the extra almost four years I had with my familiar.
First Caturday of 2022
This was my afternoon, except there were two of them.
Final Caturday of 2021
Next Saturday will be a whole new year. It'll probably take me 'til March to stop writing 2021. 😉 I don't celebrate New Year's Eve or New Year's Day. They don't feel like, "holidays" to me, not in the traditional sense of the word, and I realized yesterday that they never have. Do you feel … Continue reading Final Caturday of 2021
Last Caturday of November
It doesn't quite work like this. Ever. They are either pissed at me or in hiding. There's no middle ground.
First Caturday of September
This is true. I can be wearing socks during the colder months and when I wake up, I'll find them (or not). I used to think I was losing my mind, until I caught my British Bombay pulling a sock off with her teeth, jumping off the bed, and running off with it. I went … Continue reading First Caturday of September
The Caturday Gang
Hope your Caturday didn't involve a beagle who won't stop barking. If the neighborhood cats got a hold of him, they'd find out some humans hiss too. 😉
Written by LISA MARINO-Molchanova 