I have secrets.

Last night I got to the second level of my cat skyscraper all by myself. My human awoke and discovered me there. I'm not disclosing how I got up there; it's a mystery, even to my human.

new room!

I live in a new domain now. Two days ago humans started moving objects around in my old room, and it scared me. Sina put me in the living room on a cushion, so I wouldn't have to be scared anymore. I fell asleep, and when I woke up my old room didn't smell like me anymore, and everything was new and different. My smell was now emanating from the room next door!

Sina brought me into that room, and I found all my old things in there. It was very exciting! She and my friend Benji started hammering on pieces of wood, and it didn't even scare me. I slept, and demanded attention.

Moony has been a little confused, but is mostly doing well. He stares in the mirror at himself for long periods of time. I wonder what he's thinking?

horned paw

It's quite embarrassing, but I have a condition called horned paw. I have little claw-shaped calluses growing out of my pads underneath the real nails. It makes me feel very self-conscious, because I already have too many toes, too few legs, and too few ears. It's so alienating, and the other cats in the house probably laugh at me. At least my human accepts me the way I am. And Moony doesn't judge me, even though he's grouchy sometimes.

I am in the eyrie.

Sometimes my human puts me up high on the carpeted skyscraper. It is like I am an eagle surveying my domain; my heart beats faster and I feel so powerful. I turn and scratch the carpeted post until I feel satisfaction. I then curl up in the warm embrace of my own majesty. My eyelids droop and my tongue sometimes protrudes from my mouth.

When it's time to get down, I can't do it by myself. My human comes and deposits me in my natural habitat, the floor.

This morning, though, I vaulted off the skyscraper without my human's assistance. It was an act of desperation. The scary men with noise machines came into the backyard. They wear masks over their noses and mouths, and they wield long sticks with blades that shear the grass outside. There are also long tubes that blast air at leaves and create tornadoes. They point their machines at my natural habitat, the ground. Surely they mean me harm. When I saw them approach the window, I evacuated the skyscraper and thudded to the ground. I took refuge under the couch until the noise abated.

carpeted skyscrapers!

This has been a very exciting night. My human came home when the sun was setting, wearing her clothes that smell like many types of animals. But she was carrying a large carpeted structure on her back, which is not typical of her. At first it scared me, because it was so large and heavy, and she was making lots of noise trying to fit it in the door.

But then I found out it was for me and Moony! (And possibly Ziva, but I don't like to think about that.) The bottom is perfect because it has a nook that even I can crawl into. Moony likes the octagonal second tier because he can jump higher than me. There is a third tier way up high, but no one has ventured up there yet.

I never want to go up that high, it's too scary and I would fall.