Prowl

The Humans keep the outside doors closed and Luna tells me it’s too cold to practice Ornithology anyway, so I can’t very well hit the town as I planned this Friday night.

A handsome black and white cat prowls across a small rug.

So I guess I’ll just have to do the next best thing and prowl around the guest room, which the Humans usually keep inexplicably closed.

—Apollo

Too Cold

Is it still too cold to get outside to practice Ornithology because your Human Mommy has set the outdoor thermostat extra low for reasons known only to herself?

A pretty grey and white tabby sleeps curled up in a cat basket.

Curl up in a tight, sulky crescent, both to conserve heat and to signal your displeasure.

—Luna