Guard Catting

We Guard Cats have not abandoned our post.

We have strategically shifted our post

No one is going to steal the outside areas of the fort now that it has gotten so chilly.

The cozy inside is another matter…

We are vigilantly guarding the warm bed and keeping it warm in so doing.

You’re welcome, Humans.

–Darth Vader, Finnegan and Quicksilver

Winter Accommodations

The Private Members Only Cat Club, sometimes erroneously referred to as the front porch, offers adequate overnight accommodations in the spring, summer and early fall.

In the late fall and winter, the discerning Lion prefers to bed down atop a basket of fresh laundry in the Feline Penthouse, sometimes erroneously referred to as what should be the master bedroom but for the Cats.


T-bone Steak

So I had a properly sized Dog Bed until my beloved daughter Xena told me she needed to stretch out, much more than she could in her extra-small Puppy Bed.

Of course, I gave her my bed. How could I not? Have you ever seen anything cuter than Xena?

Still, I hear Father’s Day is coming up.

I hope little Xena thinks to get me a T-bone Steak, or a pack of bully sticks, or at least a card that we can turn into confetti together.