LAZ: Im not big on toys, but sometimes I like this one. Im not sure what it is, but I carry it around in my mouf sometimes and drop and push it around. There is an old Nip-Nanner too.
But Id rther catch a mousie outside...
LAZ: Im not big on toys, but sometimes I like this one. Im not sure what it is, but I carry it around in my mouf sometimes and drop and push it around. There is an old Nip-Nanner too.
But Id rther catch a mousie outside...
We were very nice to Dad yesterday. Lori played with the TurboTrak,
Laz sat on his lap, and Marley and Laz wrassled close to him. Ayla came out from the bedroom a few times (but wasn't quite confident enough to go out on the deck - Laz and Lori were lounging out there). But she did lie down next to him that night and he enjoyed that.
We helped him cook chicken outside by staying out of the way (seriously, we don't cook and he worries about us near the hot box).
We chased an introoder cat out of the yard. Well, Marley and Laz did. I (Lori) am too inexperienced for that, but I came to the deck all tail-poofed so Dad would know there was an "issue" outside. He went out, but Marley and Laz had the indrooder fleeing over the fence by then.
We all got treats for that.
Laz caught another mousie and gifted it to Dad. And he let me claim it was part of my gift too. He is a good Brofur. He catches about one a day (that we see, and maybe more).
Marley sat on Dad's lap to warm him.
Dad had a good day and that's what Father's Day is all about. None of us ever met our actual Dads, so he's our real Dad in all impawtant ways.
We are spending the day listening to classical Chrissymouse Musics. We have gotten more treats today, and expect more tomorrow. It is a time we all get to go to fatness. Even TBT is going to have extra chocolate tollhouse bars and fruits.
There might even be "steaks and bacon" involved. And of course we will get some plain and simple, without his weerd flavors added.
He has our little tree up. With MOUSIES!
ItAnd there will be our Secret Paws stuff unner it tomorrow when we all get up. Sandy Paws delivered the box of goodies but TBT will open it in the morning.
Lori has never seen one before an is all wide-eyed at it. But She unnerstands not to attack it. Yet...
We will all do it together on Chrissymouse Morning....
Oh Bast and Sandy Paws and Secret Paws (an TBT) we thank you for all this goodness we expect to discover soon...
To all, a good night nap (warm and snuggly), happiness in the morn, and joy in life... May all of yer prezzie dreams come true...
LAZ: I sure like Big Brofur Marley. He teaches me stuff. But I'm also learning on my own. He says ta find mousies in the grass. I have been findin NEW places where the yard is rougher.
I LISTEN a lot. They make sounds in the dry leafs.LAZ: Marley and I are sharing the day.
MARLEY: So I get MY turn right?
So I was walking on the deck. And Laz told me there were incoming control signals from the CIA (Cat Inspection Agency) and I had better get unner cover or they would take control of me.
Then he said "June Fools". Well, OK, that was clever, but I really gotta take the kid aside and explain that "April Foolies" only happen on April 1st...
On the other paw, he is PRETTY SMART AND CLEVER. I'm older and more experienced than him, but he thinks of stuff I dont sometimes. I suspect my Good Brofur Laz and I will be trading thoughts for the next few years. His cleverness for my experience.
I taught him ta hunt mousies among planty stuff by listening and pouncing. But he does it a differnt way. He stalks through the plants, careful paw-moment by careful paw-movement. He is better at it than I am.
Hey, it doesn't bother me ta recognize mousie-catching talent. I have it; he has more. He caught 3 shrews in a couple hours; it took me 2 days.
I had in my own youth a habit of catching many mousies a day too. But I'm heavier on my paws than I used to be, so things change. One nice thing about Laz is that he actually likes me and brings me one of his catches for a bit of playtime.
And I appreciate the way he likes ta nap near me. TBT says there have never been Brofurs here before; just Sisfurs and a single Brofur. He has become a good member of The Mews.
Peace reigns... And that is what I am here for. I create peace among other cats. Not the only reason I am here of course. TBT and I have a special relationship. The day he walked into The Lady's condo and she called me downstairs, TBT sat on the floor and I crawled right onto his lap. I KNEW he was the right Bein (and Lady was allergic to me).
She saw me go onto his lap and cried in relief, knowing I had made a choice and seemed happy with him. She had been SO worried she would send me off to a "wrong" Bein.
If choosing "which corner of the bed" as the best place to sleep for the night, and you are safe and secure and loved, it means you are a very fortunate cat. As I know most of you are.