comes out just once a year. My dumb human got the prize money in the mail and at first she didn’t even know what it was for. She was ready to send it back as a mistake until she realized it was for the photo of me she sent in last April. I knew it would winâ€”it’s a great action shot of me. And besides, I’m an absolutely fabulous looking cat, as you know.
We’ve had workers coming around a lot. That’s funâ€”it gives me new resting places.
Binga has not been happy about the bathroom being torn upâ€”she hasn’t been able to roll around in the tub for the better part of the month. The workers left a gaping hole in the bathroom for a couple of days. My human and her boyfriend taped plastic all over it. The bathroom door doesn’t shut firmly and they were concerned that one of us would shove our way in and start exploring inside the walls. Spoilsports!
I hate closed doors. All cats hate closed doors. I really hate it when my human goes in the bathroom and shuts the door. One day I fixed herâ€”I took one of my toys and flung it against the door until she opened it.
Lately I’ve been hanging out on one of the upstairs balusters. I know it doesn’t look all that comfortable, but it’s easy to just walk over the banister and look out the window at the balcony.
One day my human heard a high-pitched, little barking noise. She looked out the balcony window and this is what she saw:
I was downstairs and missed it. Darn!