Daily Feline Wisdom

This is my box.

This is also my box.

Basically, all the boxes are mine.

—Lily

It is more challenging to sunbathe in the chilly winter months…

…but it’s certainly not impossible.

—Stella

Finn believes that the Sleeping Egg Grammy gave us should be his since he is yellow and white, like a yolk and egg white.

What he fails to understand, since he is not an accomplished Ornithologist such as myself, is that beige-ish, gray-ish Cat-size eggs of the Gifticus variety always have a grey yolk, 110% of the time.

Science says the egg is mine and always will be.

—Luna

Beware, intruders, mail carriers, delivery people, and squirrels!

This Homestead is protected by a fearsome, formidable Warrior Princess.

—Xena

I have heard an ugly rumor that Human Mommy is being called back into the office a few days per week.

This is utterly unacceptable as Human Mommy requires my direct, paws-on supervision to accomplish anything at all.

Her productivity, which was never great to begin with, will absolutely plummet without her Cat Manager.

—Amber

I believe the Groundhog was right.

I detect the first hint of spring on my whiskers.

—Darth Vader

Our Sunday midday snooze is particularly sacred and we are sure we remembered to hang the “Do Not Disturb” sign on the door.

So what are you doing in here, disturbing us, Human Mommy?

—Finnegan, Darth Vader, and Luna

This is my box, not Finn’s box.

Since it’s a box, I know Finn wants it, which makes it even better.

—Luna

Had a rough week due to cold temperatures, rain, and someone’s inexplicable refusal to vacate your cave?

Consider taking a restorative vacation on a tropical, isolated island.

—Luna

Territorial disputes occasionally occur when Finn occupies the cave that obviously belongs to me.

Scram, Finn, before I pursue legal action with Uncle Darth.

—Luna