On this cold evening, I decree that Human Daddy’s chest is mine and only mine, by rights as the Elder Cat.
I also decree that Human Daddy may not move from his position until such time as I have tired of his chest, which is not likely to happen anytime soon as this spot is most comfortable.
—Darth Vader
Are you thinking about getting up, Human Daddy?
Don’t.
—Lily
Getting cold in your neck of the woods? Get yourself a Panther hat!
True, your hat may hiss but it’s awfully warm and ever so chic.
—Sunny
What am I doing up here on a cold, clear night?
Obviously, I’m engaging in a spot of innocent stargazing.
—Luna
The following post is very sad and unexpected.
Amber, Tortie Empress, accomplished Manager of a lackluster Human Employee, crossed over the Rainbow Bridge on January 3rd after a sudden, acute illness.
She was 15 years old, though she never looked a day over 7.
We miss her terribly but are so grateful for the time we spent in her presence.
—Jessica, aka Human Mommy
Sometimes we girl Dogs like to snuggle with the boys…
…but other times we prefer some separation.
—Stella and Xena
Meowy New Year, Humans!
A fitting resolution would be to serve your Cat Overlords and Overladies with even more joy, alacrity, and commitment than you did in 2024.
—Louie
Woofy New Year! We hear that there is a big ball dropping tonight.
Sadly, it sounds like the ball thing will take place well past our bedtime.
—Sunny, et al
Hello there, cellphone-wielding visitor to my house.
I’m assuming you will be wanting multiple photos of my magnificence.
—Louie, Senior Lap Muffin Correspondent
I respect Xena’s opinion on Human Daddy’s chest…
…but I personally think Human Mommy’s lap makes for the best lounging/napping spot.
—Sunny
