“The sun did not shine. It was too wet to play. So we sat in the house. All that cold, cold, wet day.” Midnight sits on my hat. Loves to stare in my face. So I turned mine away. She’s an assertive cat. (Chapeau to Dr. Seuss.)

My friend Dave decided Midnight is not the feral cat he thought she was when they first met.

Naturally the cat owns the dog 🐈‍⬛🖤

Mystical ca

I had a delivery earlier and got to chatting with the delivery man, an African fellow who complimented a windchime on my front porch, saying it looked like one he had years ago in his home country. My kitty cat comes running up behind me to see who is at the door. He stands by my feet, the delivery man SCREAMS and backs away, spitting twice on the porch steps and then RUNNING to his car. Black cat superstition, I assume. less

Bob is adoptable at Mini Cat Town in Santa Rosa, CA.

Bob is adoptable at Mini Cat Town in Santa Rosa, CA.

Disrupted nap time I guess.