Mancat Monday

I am just relaxing.  Mom likes to take pictures of my profile sometimes.  I got more turkey today.  I didn't want as much as I did yesterday, but I still ate quite a bit.  Silly Emma didn't want any at all.  She doesn't know what she's missing.  I pestered Mom for my Interferon this morning, but she wouldn't give it to me.

Karen Jo:  You only get Interferon every other week.  You have to wait until next Sunday to get it again.

We really need to have the litter boxes changed.

Karen Jo:  I know.  I will do it on Tuesday, when I can pick up enough litter to do the job.

I had to give Emma another lesson in who is in charge around here.  Mom came when she yelled at me.

Karen Jo:  I wish I knew what started these "lessons".  I hear Emma yell, well, snarl is a better word, and invariably find both of them in the bathroom.  Herman is sitting there like an Egyptian statue and Emma is cowering against the bathtub or the litter box in a defensive position.  I have to persuade Herman to back off and Emma makes a run for it.  I stand in Herman's way to keep him from chasing her.  Then it's all over and they are friends again.

It was really windy inside the house again today.  The door to Emma's room slammed shut.  I bet Emma was glad that she wasn't inside at the time.

Karen Jo:  I need to buy some more door stops and make sure that they are under all the doors in the house.  Today you lost access to some food, water and the second litter box.

I loved watching Emma be a klutz tonight while she was playing.  I laughed myself silly when she fell off the couch while playing with Da Bird.

Karen Jo:  She just gets excited and forgets how close to the edge of the couch she is.  She plays up on the couch because you pounce her sometimes when she is playing on the floor.

I just pounce her every once in a while.  It's fun.