I’ve been writing a lot about Peter. Rightfully, so. He’s had a lot going on. So have I. I’ve just had a shot in my back to ease the pain of a slipped disc. More expensive procedures to add to our list of bills. Ptooey! However, the “others” are doing quite well!
Freckle (aka Mama’s Boy), in particular, has had his share of frisky moments, lately. Maybe it’s because I’ve been home more often, but here’s an example:
Sweet Ella is such a, well, sweetie! She is full of love, wanting pets and noses and spanks. I wish she didn’t suddenly lash out at the other cats, though. Or me, sometimes! Swat, swat! Ow! What was that for?
Violet is still a purr-machine revving it up any time she can. She really likes to visit me in the office. Her silent meows greet me from the door, then she jumps into the inbox and onto my lap where she nuzzles under my hands so I can’t type. Then, she alternately plays with the pens on the desk and chews on papers in the inbox and knocks things on the floor. What a doll 😛
Felix likes to get up some speed through the kitchen and use the back of the couch to rebound so he can take a sharp right to the hall. Whoooosh!
And of course, don’t forget about Mishka! Everyone’s favorite ball of fuzz.