One Eye on the Future

A pologies to Truman Capote on the bastardization of the ti tle of his short story ... I know it was a stret ch.  So sue me. It's all to describe my break fast partner this morning, Man Ray, who is rapidly becoming totally comfy downstairs and totally on board with being my Special Little ManKitty forever. So well-adjusted is he that, thi s morning, he decided to have breakfast with MomKatt.  I was happy to have him ... until he decided he wanted MY breakfast (I'm still giggling as I type this, just thinking about it). Initially, after I nuked my Weight Watchers Turkey Sausage Muffin, I went to sit down & found Ray sitting in my chair at the dining room table.  "Are you going to have breakfast with Mom this morning, Ray?" I asked him, and he stood and circled towards the back of the chair so that I could s it down.  (A lready the little gen tlemankatt, isn't he?) At first I think he was just shooting for companionship/pettin gs ... THEN ... he...

Meowlo Peeps! Just a quick update on Ray & Rachel.  They're both doing great, and still continuing to turn into a pair of beautiful sleek house panthers, like Yours Truly. This weekend, Mom&DadKatt started introducing them to all of us in the house.  *sigh*  It was bound to happ en I suppose. The good news is:  s o far, so good.  Of course, Rachel ra n right downstairs and began to take ove r .  I hissed at her but she just looked at me like, "Who are you and why are you losing air?"  Then she went about her business.  At least I made my presence known to her! Peppers was in Dad Katt's recliner yesterday, and Ray was lying on to p of the recliner , looking down at him.  Peppers hissed at Ray and Ray just sta red at him like, "What's YOUR problem?"  He didn't spook, and he didn't bolt, th ough.  He jumped down to the floor from the back of the chair when HE was good and ready to do so.  (I kinda like the little gu...